Spyro: Earn Our Happy Ending

(C10) Encroaching Darkness

As the first light of dawn began to filter through the trees, casting a warm glow over the landscape, Spyro stretched his wings and yawned, feeling the familiar urge to take flight. Today, he had a mission: to fly over to Warfang and gather some supplies for his family.

Turning to Cynder and Sparx, who were still rousing from their slumber, Spyro smiled warmly. "I'm going to head over to Warfang to pick up a few things we need," he announced, his voice filled with determination. "I won't be long."

Cynder nodded, her emerald eyes soft with understanding. "Be careful out there, Spyro," she said, her tone tinged with concern. "And don't forget to bring back some of those delicious Firefruit we love so much."

Sparx buzzed around excitedly, eager to join in on the adventure. "Can I come too?" he asked eagerly, his wings a blur of motion as he hovered in the air.

Spyro chuckled at Sparx's enthusiasm but shook his head gently. "Sorry, Sparx, but I need you to stay here and keep an eye on things while I'm gone," he explained, his voice gentle but firm. "I trust you to look after Aurora, Ignis, and Luna while I'm away."

Sparx deflated slightly at being left behind but nodded in understanding. "Alright, Spyro. I'll make sure everything runs smoothly while you're gone," he promised, his voice sincere.

With a final nod to Cynder, Spyro spread his wings and took to the skies, the wind rushing past him as he soared upwards with effortless grace. As he flew towards Warfang, he couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement building within him. Today was a new adventure, and he was ready to face it head-on, knowing that his family was waiting for him back home.

With Spyro off on his journey to Warfang, Cynder turned her attention to the task at hand: ensuring that their hatchlings were well taken care of in his absence. She glanced over at Sparx, who was buzzing around the cave with restless energy, and offered him a warm smile.

"Sparx, I'm going to head out and do some hunting," Cynder said, her voice soft but determined. "I'll be back soon, but in the meantime, I'd appreciate it if you could keep an eye on Aurora, Ignis, and Luna."

Sparx nodded eagerly, puffing out his chest with pride. "You can count on me, Cynder!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with enthusiasm. "I'll make sure nothing happens to them while you're gone."

Cynder smiled gratefully at Sparx's eagerness, feeling a wave of reassurance wash over her. "Thank you, Sparx," she said, her voice sincere. "I know I can trust you to keep them safe."

With that, Cynder spread her wings and took flight, the wind rushing past her as she soared through the sky with effortless grace. As she flew towards the hunting grounds, her thoughts turned to her family back at the cave. She knew that with Sparx watching over them, they would be in good hands until she returned.

As Spyro soared through the sky, his thoughts on his family back home, a sudden jolt of dark energy snapped him back to reality. He barely managed to veer to the side, narrowly avoiding a blast of dark Aether that sizzled past him.

Spyro's heart raced as he scanned the skies for the source of the attack. Before he could pinpoint it, another blast came hurtling towards him. With a swift maneuver, he dodged it again, but the air around him crackled with ominous energy.

Realizing he was under attack, Spyro knew he had to defend himself. He dived towards the ground, aiming to put some distance between himself and his unseen assailant. As he landed, he braced himself, muscles tensed and ready for combat.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure swooped down from the sky, dark wings outstretched and claws gleaming menacingly. Spyro recognized the figure: it was one of Malefor's minions, sent to intercept him, almost certainly to further whatever twisted plan Vespera has.