wings to fly
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Category:
+S through Z › Spyro
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
9,524
Reviews:
13
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Spyro, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
to fly or dragonfly?
a/n- sorry this took so long r/r please!
Sprax hovered above the ground as he got his bearings, the elders had sent him to check up on Spyro and to finish the young dragons assignment but he doubted that the elders would believe what he had found from just a report. Not only Spyro shown a complete disregard for Sprax’s presence but he had been so far gone into the mating frenzy of rut that Sprax was shocked he had been able to form sentences at all. Apparently Spyro had a lot more control than the Elders thought.
As Sprax made his way through the village he noticed that the ratio of adolesent dragon compared to pups and Elders was astounding. There were so many young dragons ready to breed that… Sprax flew to the top of one of the Eyires and sat, watching. It was almost as if the entire village was part of a complex breeding facility. Young pups would grow up learning the lore and responsibilities of being a dragon and when they were of age they would search out a mate… Did the elders know of this? A chill passed through the young dragonfly. Perhaps they did and that was why they had sent Spyro. It was time Sprax went to see exactly what the elders had sent Spyro to find.
. . .
The village flew by in a blur as Spyro ran, he had to find her soon or he swore he would loose it and start killing things! The thought was sobering as he lept over the head of a young pup in his way. There was something wrong with him. He could see a large group of pup and an elder blocking his path and when the elder noticed Spyro racing towards his the fear in her eyes was enough to freeze the blood in Spyro’s veins. Bounding off the ground he flapped his wings furiously in hopes of slowing the impact he was sure would come. To his delight and wonder he found himself lifting off the cold ground and rising into the air. Pain lanced through his muscles that had remained unused for so long. Higher and higher he went until there was nothing left of the village below him but a dark blemish on the mountains. The wind whipped past his face plucking the frozen tears from his flesh. “I can FLY!” He crown joyously.
a/n ok I will leave it here… there is a lot to think about for the next chapter… I will be explaining how he can fly in that one but any thought on who the chapter should focus on? sorry it is so short too... ^__^ peas no kill me?
-cold1
Sprax hovered above the ground as he got his bearings, the elders had sent him to check up on Spyro and to finish the young dragons assignment but he doubted that the elders would believe what he had found from just a report. Not only Spyro shown a complete disregard for Sprax’s presence but he had been so far gone into the mating frenzy of rut that Sprax was shocked he had been able to form sentences at all. Apparently Spyro had a lot more control than the Elders thought.
As Sprax made his way through the village he noticed that the ratio of adolesent dragon compared to pups and Elders was astounding. There were so many young dragons ready to breed that… Sprax flew to the top of one of the Eyires and sat, watching. It was almost as if the entire village was part of a complex breeding facility. Young pups would grow up learning the lore and responsibilities of being a dragon and when they were of age they would search out a mate… Did the elders know of this? A chill passed through the young dragonfly. Perhaps they did and that was why they had sent Spyro. It was time Sprax went to see exactly what the elders had sent Spyro to find.
. . .
The village flew by in a blur as Spyro ran, he had to find her soon or he swore he would loose it and start killing things! The thought was sobering as he lept over the head of a young pup in his way. There was something wrong with him. He could see a large group of pup and an elder blocking his path and when the elder noticed Spyro racing towards his the fear in her eyes was enough to freeze the blood in Spyro’s veins. Bounding off the ground he flapped his wings furiously in hopes of slowing the impact he was sure would come. To his delight and wonder he found himself lifting off the cold ground and rising into the air. Pain lanced through his muscles that had remained unused for so long. Higher and higher he went until there was nothing left of the village below him but a dark blemish on the mountains. The wind whipped past his face plucking the frozen tears from his flesh. “I can FLY!” He crown joyously.
a/n ok I will leave it here… there is a lot to think about for the next chapter… I will be explaining how he can fly in that one but any thought on who the chapter should focus on? sorry it is so short too... ^__^ peas no kill me?
-cold1