It just felt right to experience this change with him. That after everything they sacrificed in order to save the world, Cynder and Spyro had earned getting to bask in the peace they made. Making their way down the mountain side, the bright sun warms dark scales. Stepping closer to her companion, the wind dragon tentatively nuzzles her cheek to vibrant purple scales. "I'm happy that we made it out of that mess, together."
𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄, 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒. Wings spread as far as they could, catching the wind beneath as they descended the mountainside. Ever so gently did his paws met the earth once more, landing in the valley. Soft blades of grass were a much welcomed changed to the charred earth of MALEFOR'S creation. His eyes came to a close, returning the gesture. 〝 Yeah.... Me too, 〞 He spoke softly, as if fearing his voice would disrupt the peace of the valley. 〝 I'm forever THANKFUL to have you by my side. 〞
Starflight 🖤🖤🖤 Guys, I've only been here for a few days, so your activity will make me really happy^^
attempted an 8 mile hike today but had to turn around halfway since im still having issues with my lungs and for a moment, couldn't breathe. saw a cool gator tho chilling alongside the trail
give me threads with starflight being three moon blessed
𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐖𝐀𝐑
❝ i know i need help but i'm not quite ready to ask for it. ❞ cynder to terrador | @strcngered
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 - 𝐔𝐍𝐌𝐎𝐕𝐈𝐍𝐆. Head bowed, he listened closely as she spoke of her troubles. He felt his crest - fallen chest ache - the guilt of knowing felt like a boulder forcing the air from his lungs. The guardian wasn't strong enough to save Cynder all of those years ago and yet, here they stood beside one another. He had to be strong for HER now. With a roll of his shoulders, he inhaled - the proud dragon standing tall once more. 〝 Every WARRIOR learns when to make a stand, Cynder, and when to call for backup, 〞 Green eyes fell upon the black dragon. 〝 Whenever you are ready to make that call, I will be right here beside you. 〞
☽ 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍 ☾ @dragonspined
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘 - 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄 - 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐒. The age of the dragon seemed like a distant memory as the fire guardian stood witness to the RUIN of the temple. He had nearly given up all hope to rebuild when he had met SPYRO. The very dragon prophesied to do extraordinary things had given the guardian something he never thought he would experience again - hope, a second chance. Despite the purple dragon's disappearance, he could not abandon his gift.
Wingbeats overheard robbed the fire guardian's from his thoughts. Half expecting one of the guardians, Ignitus turned his gaze skyward. White scales...? Even from a distance, the guardian knew it wasn't CYRIL. The guardian stood frozen as the strange dragon landed before him. He blinked, staring blankly for a moment, his mind struggling to catch up before he finally snapped back to reality. 〝 You picked a bad time to visit, friend. 〞 His words were shrouded in what little HUMOUR he managed to muster up. 〝 but what can I do for you? 〞