Don't worry about the spelling mistakes.. Everyone does that. I loved their personality in the story

There will be warning people!

Warning 1: Mature content (may not use more than or at all)
Warning 2: Blood and Gore (will definiately use)
Warning 3: Mild language (will be blocked wither by "*" of "*beep*" Does "hell" count?)

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Now may we get on with the story?
Prologue Warning 1 somewhat
Both Spyro and Cynder had escaped their death to Twighlight Falls when facing the Dark Master. The defeat of the Dark Master had them both thinking of a new way to live and a different, most happy future; but at the same time.... With Ignitus gone, one part fo their minds focused of the sad death of a close friend. "Spyro, what now? Ignitus is gone and--" Cynder began but was interupted by Spyro, "How about you chase me back to the village? Sound good?"

"What!?" Cynder gave apuzzled expression on her face.
"Catch me if you can!" Spyro used his back foot to throw some grass at Cynder's face playfuly before taking off. "Spyro! Get back here!" Cynder flapped her wing hard in order to catch up to her beloved Spyro. "Ha, ha, ha!"
"Spyro!"
The two flew gracefuly in the sky. Btu what Spyro really had on his mind wasn't a chasing game at all. He flew quickly between the closes trees he could find--Cynder fallowed buy she'd gotten stuck forgetting to turn to her side to get through the gap. "Spyro you ungrateful...." Cynder was startled at her words not being able to finish her sentence.

Oh no! Now what will he think of me? I ruined it! And right after I told him I love him too....

Cynder looked at the ground with sorrow. "Silly Cynder! What are you thinking 'bout?" Spyro said as he tackled Cynder out of the tree having put them in an most embarrassing possion. The two dragons blushed red--especially Cynder. She thought for sure Spyro would be mad at her. "Cyn-Cynder I'm so sorry," Spyro began after getting off Cynder, "I didn't know that would happen! I sware!" 'D-don't worry. nothing really happened."

Cynder forgave Spyro before they lifted off the ground again. "Nightfall is near. Do you think tis worth flying all the way back to the temple now?" asked Spyro. "Of corse nto silly, Twilight falls to Temple... hmm.... About 2 days away. Why the hell would we fly there now. We should just sleep back at the village to night."

"Wait, I have a better idea." Spyro smirked. "Lets sleep under the trees tonight. Alone. You know?" Cynder had fear of what Spyro was trying to say but she couldn't argue now. "How about over here?" Cynder flew down and landed in the middle of 10 trees that now surrounded her. Spyro fallowed adn nodded in agree ment. "Let it be...." Cynder smiled. Her face as veatuful as ever. Her horns and claws sharp enough to scare even an elder away when she's mad.

Her scales sparkled even as  the night fell. What was there to hate about the beautiful creature? Tell me Cynder.... did you mean what you said back there?
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So.... how was it?