Morning soon came, the rising sun waking the group of young dragons. Not long after breakfast was set up and everyone, except the light dragon who was sleeping, was enjoying a small breakfast.

"So… How long till Warfang again?" Mark asked as he chewed on some of the meat he was given.

Spyro held up a paw as he chewed, signalling he needed a few seconds. "We should be there by the time the sun sets." Spyro said after he swallowed what food he was chewing.

"We should get moving then." Frost said. "We're wasting daylight."

"We still have plenty of daylight, no need to rush." Mark said back as he popped the rest of his food into his maw.

So after a minute the group was ready to get moving, but they still had one problem.

"What are we going to do with him?" Spark asked, pointing to the light dragon.

"Carry him?" Vexx suggested.

"I'm not carrying a crazy on my back." Mark said with a firm shake of his head.

"I can." Spyro said, taking a few steps forward. With Cynder's help they got the dragon into a decent spot on Spyro's back.

"I'll fly below you just in case he slips." Vexx said to Spyro.

Spyro nodded to Vexx, and then they were off.

The flight was relatively boring, no one talked much, other than little conversations that sparked every now and then. After a couple hours the group decided to land and have lunch.

As soon as Spyro landed the white dragon jolted awake and fell off Spyro, face planting on the dirt below him. The dragon groaned.

"Whoa!" Spyro said as he tried to help the white dragon up.

Everyone else was landing around to see what was happened.

"Are you ok?" Spyro asked as he helped the dragon to his paws.

"Wha… Who… Where am I?" The dragon asked as he looked around.

"We're on our way to Warfang, sound familiar?" Mark asked him.

The light dragon turned quickly to look at Mark, just noticing he was surrounded by other dragons. "N-No."

Mark frowned. "Hm…"

"You were saying it a lot last night." Vexx said, "What's your name?"

The dragon opened his maw, but then closed it. He looked like he was thinking, he sighed. "I don't know. I don't remember anything."

"Amnesia." Cynder said. "Your memory should come back with time."

Before the light dragon could say anything in reply the ground started to shake violently.

"What the hell!?" Mark yelled as he was knocked off his paws.

Most of the others managed to stabilize themselves so they didn't get knocked over. The earthquake was soon over.

"Destabilizing…" The light dragon said quietly.

"What?" Frost asked as everyone recovered.

"I don't know. It just came to my mind." He replied. "I don't know why."

"Suuuuure." Mark said. "And I'm purple."

The light dragon looked confused and speechless.

"Give him some space Mark." Spark said. "He's clearly confused."

"Or he's just lying." Mark said back to her.

"Why would he lie? What would he gain?" Spark replied, frowning at her older brother.

"He could just be pretending to act weak and confused so he can stab us in the back when we're asleep." Mark said, glaring at said dragon.

"Dude, chill." Frost said to Mark.

"I'm not lying, I swear." The light dragon said sincerely.

"See?" Spark said to Mark.

"I'm watching you." Mark said to the dragon.

"If we're done arguing…" Vexx said. "Our food is waiting." He said as he took the food sack off his back and put it on the ground.

Everyone got their share of food and sat down to eat, Spyro took the light dragon a little ways from the group to talk to him.

"So… Cynder." Frost said as he sat down next to her. "What do you think about that light dragon?"

"I think he lost his memories, though I have no idea how he did. Hopefully he'll get some memories back in a few days." Cynder said. She then sighed. "I'm just glad a light dragon lived."

"If he's alive, there's a good chance others are too. Like you said, you didn't go everywhere." Frost said, he nudged her a bit. "We should be thankful you weren't the best general."

Cynder giggled a bit. "Yeah, I guess we should be. If I was any good Spyro would be dead along with everyone else."

"Well I'm glad that never happened." Frost said, giving Cynder a tiny smile.

Cynder nodded and smiled back.

"Frost! Can ya come here for a sec?" Mark asked him.

Frost frowned a bit. "Yeah." He got up and walked over to Mark. "What?"

"Why are you flirting with her?" Mark asked in a low whisper.

"I am not." Frost huffed.

"You're making those eyes with her man, I know what you're doing." Mark said, "I'm pretty sure she's already taken by mister purple so flirting would not be a good idea."

Frost grummbled. "You worry about you and I'll worry about me." He said.

"We should get moving again." Vexx called out to the group. "We still have a ways to go."

Everyone agreed and after a few minutes everyone was back in the sky. Flying in the direction of Warfang.