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            𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆     𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍     𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐃     𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐀𝐈𝐑,     𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆     𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍     𝐀𝐒     𝐇𝐄     𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃,     𝐇𝐈𝐒     𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋     𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐈𝐍𝐆.     〝    C'mon     SEREN!    〞      Spyro     chuckled,     〝    It     will     be     fun!    〞      Spyro     playful     grin     grew.     〝    The     WIND     CURRENTS     are     really     strong     here,     it's     gonna     be     so     fun!    〞     

“ yeah, coming from a talking dragon. ” jay pointed out. “ look at you. well, despite the size of you, you're more than i am, and i bet you're hardly afraid. ” the blue ninja adds, dropping his arms down to his sides. “ right? ”

            𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐒     𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐘     𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐃     𝐎𝐔𝐓     𝐀𝐒     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍     𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐃,     𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐋𝐄     𝐆𝐀𝐙𝐄     𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆     𝐓𝐎     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑     𝐎𝐅     𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆.     Him?     Hardly     afraid?     A     chuckle     resonated     from     crested     chest,     shaking     his     head.     〝    The     OPPPOSITE,     actually.    〞      Spyro     answered,     no     stranger     to     fear     and     self    -    doubt.     〝    There     have     been     plenty     times     I've     been     afraid.     Like     there     was     this     one     time     where     I     was     captured     by     these     SKY     PIRATES,     it     was     terrifying.    〞     

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.    〞     

“ maybe i'm moderate but i'm not afraid. ” the blue ninja huffed, arms crossed over his chest.

            𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒     𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐃     𝐂𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐘     𝐓𝐎     𝐇𝐈𝐒     𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐒     𝐀𝐍𝐃     𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋     𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐋𝐄𝐃     𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃     𝐇𝐈𝐒     𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓,     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐆     𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍     𝐒𝐀𝐓     𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑     𝐎𝐅     𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆,     𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆.     His     head     tilted     to     the     side,     curiously.     〝    Nothing     WRONG     with     either,     though,    〞      Spyro     retorted,     〝    Being     moderate     or     AFRAID,     I     mean.    〞