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The Legend of Spyro: Hunter of Avalar IntroductionCheetahs can smell danger from several hundred meters away, and see it from several miles away. And this is exactly what one particular one from Avalar, named Hunter, experienced one night.
It was the Year of the Dragon, the time when the next generation of dragons would be hatched from their eggs. A few would be hatched in their homes with their families, but most would be hatched in the Dragon Temple that lay in the center of the swamp north of the great city of Warfang.
This is the most wonderful of times for a dragon and their mate, but now, it had become a disaster.
Hunter felt that awful smell fill his nostrils as he and the rest of the group he was travelling with entered a clearing in the middle of the woods. The thick, bitter scent of burnt trees.
No, he thought. It couldn’t be.
He quickly scurried up the nearest tree to his right to get a better view. Some of the dragons, moles, cheetahs and satyrs in his group pressed on through the swamp while others stared at him in
Dark Guardians - Chpt. 1 - Return Every bit of this land was alive. If one cared to look hard enough, its entire being seemed to move and sway to an unknown, feral dance of life. It seemed so foreign to many, but to him, it had been inviting; perhaps even comforting. After so much had happened, perhaps she, too, should feel welcome in a place like this. There was little threat here, compared to what they had faced in the past. The balance of nature kept at play here, now that the world had begun to recover.
The Silver River flowed quietly through the marsh, fish visible just beneath the surface but well out of the reach of their claws. It was a peaceful scene, one that should have been far more comforting. Instead, the young dragoness only felt more nervous.
Cynder’s tail flicked idly to the side, knocking a pebble about in an attempt to focus on something besides her growing anxieties. Cyan eyes closed briefly as she considered her options,
TLOS and The Dragon Samurai New Beginning Chapt 11Final Preparations
All the way back to the temple was silence. Everyone was feeling such sadness, frustration and self doubts as, Spyro and Adir could still hardly believe what happened back at Munitions Forge. They lost, Ignitus! Captured by Cynder! All they did was leave. How could they do that?
All these dreaded questions were haunting their minds as the temple came into view. The Dragons landed as they were greeted once more by Volteer and Cyril.
“Where Ignitus?” Cyril asked and looked at Adir and Spyro who looked away from him with shame as if giving the obvious answer why the fire guardian did not return with them.
“What in the name of our ancestors happened?” Volteer gasped.
“Come…we will explain inside.” Terrador said walking into the temple. The other guardians followed as the purple dragon and human slowly followed suite. Adir had memories haunting him. Seeing, Cynder again was horrifying. He froze up! Almost he lost his life again by
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