TLOS legend of the black dragon chapter 9 informing Warfang
The legend of Spyro
Legend of the black dragon
Chapter 9 Informing Warfang
Georga was feeling quite happy with the turn of events. As luck would have it Zorgna had an important appointment the next day and was very desperate for Georga to take her shift that day. Georga had managed to strike a deal that she would take Zorgna's shift tomorrow as well and that it would suffice for both days she missed. After Georga had done her shift and Zorgna had taken over she decided to do some shopping to spend the afternoon. She decided to check out the history shop on the central square to see if they had anything nice since she knew she would have a full day of work tomorrow.
Spyro was flying towards the place where he actually normally always staid clear of: The busiest place in Warfang, the central square. Sparx had stayed behind in the citadel claiming he didn't want to get crushed by the inevitable mob. When he almost reached the square he landed in a dark allay to think about what the best way was to tell the large crowd in the square. He decided that it would be best to fly up again and land as impressive as he could and then give his speech. He spread his wings and took to the sky once again. "Let's see where to speak" He looked around and spotted a low pure white building that really stood out from the rest of the structures. "Perfect, now to land" Spyro stealthily flew towards the back of the building. He then shot upwards and appeared in full view above the white building while roaring loud enough that it seemed everyone in Warfang heard it. "Look there it's Spyro!" many moles and dragons turned to see the purple dragon in full view spreading his wings, making large flaps and landing slowly on the white structure. "Inhabitants of Warfang!" Spyro tried to put as much force behind his voice as he could. "I'm sure you have all known the loss of our dear fire guardian Ignitus" Spyro gulped and tried not to get soft. "But now in Ignitus his honour we are holding a great event" Spyro fell silent and the crowd had all there eyes fixed on him. "In a few days there will be a tournament held in this city" Spyro proclaimed. "Every fire dragon can enter and participate in this great spectacle" "Also everyone in this city and beyond is free to come and watch the greatest fire matches of all time" "This is unprecedented in the history of the dragon race, the mightiest fire dragons are now all gathered in this city and in a few days we are going to find out just who is the most powerful fire dragon on this planet" "Your place in the tournament will be used as the list for the fire guardian candidates in the selection that takes place 5 years after this" "So if you always wanted to become a guardian this could be the only chance you will ever have" "The winner of the tournament will gain the title of master of eternal fire. He or she will be the number one candidate for the fire guardian appointment. And there is a third price to top all that! The winner also gets a full on battle yours truly or the past Terror of skies herself in front of all the citizens" It felt like a knife stab in Spyro's heart to call Cynder the Terror of the skies again but he swallowed it and continued. "Fire dragons! This is a chance that will certainly never come again!" "The name of this unprecedented tournament will be the Igus Fire Cup" Spyro spread his wings and breathed a tower of fire into the air when creaming out the name of the tournament. The crowd remained completely stunned for about ten seconds giving Spyro a very uneasy feeling in his stomach as he was getting even more nervous as with the guardians. Seconds later however the crowd erupted into cheers for the purple dragon. "Long live Ignitus!", "I will be the master of eternal fire!", "That match with Spyro is mine" all kinds of shouts come out of the crazy crowd of dragons and moles on the central square. Many dragons took to the skies and flew towards Spyro. Spyro tried to get away but was soon surrounded by a few dozen dragons. "Where is the tournament going to be held?", "Are you and Cynder mates?", "Can I shake you paw?" Spyro had the feeling he was going to be squashed and desperately looked for a way out. He then spotted a small dragon paw waving for him to come this way. Having little other choice he scrambled towards the mysterious dragon hoping it was not just another fan. The dragon pulled him out of the crowd and together they jumped off the building. The dragon started running and Spyro followed close behind. The dragon stopped inside a street with many similar shaped houses. "I think we're save now Spyro" It was only then that Spyro realized that the dragon standing in front of him was Georga. "Georga what are you doing here?" He asked her. "Saving you what else does it look like" She said as if he asked a rhetorical question. "Thanks Georga I own you one" Spyro sighed grateful. "No you I owned you for organizing that tournament so we're even" Georga said laughing. "Who's there?" a voice sounded from one of the houses. Spyro thought fast and quickly raced inside a dark allay he spotted. "Georga! It's good to see you" Spyro looked from his allay as it seemed the new person knew Georga He was very surprised by what he saw, in front of Georga stood a pink dragoness of about his age. She had a set of horns that looked a little like his own but were a bit straighter. She had a unique heart shaped tail appendix and also had purple ridge of spikes with membranes on her head and on her tail. She was of a relatively heavy build when compared to Georga. Spyro also spotted a golden necklace with a heart shaped ruby inside of it. Spyro had never seen a pink dragon before and he never thought it was even possible. Her heart shaped tail appendix was yet another thing he has never seen before. He had to admit that the new dragoness looked very pretty. "Ember? What are you doing here?" Georga asked very surprised. "Well maybe I live here? This is my house after all" Ember said a bit annoyed at the stupid question. "It's good to see you again Ember, have you heard that speech just now?" Georga asked her. "Yes I think the half of Warfang heard it so it wasn't very hard to follow" Ember replied. "That Spyro can count on it that I am going to enter, I always wanted to spar with him one day and the position of fire guardian is something I have dreamt of." "I know that you have told me like a hundred times" Georga teased. "Well it only shows how much it was true" Ember shot back laughing "Hey Ember I would like to introduce you to someone but you have to keep it down" Georga told her. "Okay then I will" Ember said very surprised by the demand. "It's okay! You can come out now" Georga shouted indicating for Spyro to reveal himself. Spyro walked out of the dark allay and walked towards Georga and Ember. "Is that really-!" Ember gasped "Yes it is me the purple dragon Spyro" Spyro said getting used to the whole routine. "It is a great honour to meet you" Ember lowered her head in respect just like so many had done before her. "That's not necessary Ember" Spyro said as the thing repeated itself again and again each time he and Cynder met a new dragon. "My name is Ember" Ember said still a bit awed. "It's nice to meet you Ember" Spyro walked up to her and politely shook her paw. Ember cheeks flushed a bit and she looked still very awed at meeting and now even touching the legendary Spyro. "Ember! Who are you talking to?" a new voice sounded from the house behind Ember "Come outside mom! You wouldn't believe who is standing here!" Ember shouted back excited.
After a few seconds a large fire dragoness appeared out of the door. She had crimson red scales, large orange wings, long dark red back spikes and a large flat tail appendix. She was however quite thick and didn't look as charming as Ember did. "Is that!" The dragoness gasped. "Yes It's my Spyro the purple dragon" Spyro did his best not to sound as annoyed as he really felt. "It's an-" The dragoness began but Spyro cut her off "It's nice to meet you" "My name is Wilmfe" The dragoness told him. "Ignitus always talked a lot about you" Wilmfe said while looking down on him. "You knew Ignitus!" Spyro was very surprised. "I sure did, he often came to visit me and Ember and he provided comfort for us when my life mate passed" Wilmfe said with a sad voice. "That sounds really like him" Spyro said also a bit sad, however it sounded to him like there seemed to be something else inside of the voice of the dragoness then just sadness. "Mom! Could you please not bring that up" Ember asked "It is not a fun memory for anyone here". "Sorry I shouldn't have brought it up" Wilmfe said a bit in panic. "Don't worry about it, its okay" Spyro assured her. "But I really ought to get going now I still have work to do" He said before turning to fly away. While he was flying back to the citadel he heard something and looked back to see that Georga was following him. "Georga? Why are you coming along?" he asked her. "Well I don't have much to do so I thought that maybe I could help you" Georga answered. "Thanks some additional paws are welcome" Spyro smiled as Georga moved next to him. "Why does Wilmfe's voice sound like there was something behind it" He thought as he flew toward the citadel. "Ah, it must have just been my imagination" he dismissed it and looked back towards the citadel that appeared in the distance.
Meanwhile Cynder was flying towards the painter for the posters. She flew very high and tried to attract as less attention as she could. The great remorse about them had settled but they could still get mobbed if they weren't careful. She reached the painters office after just a few minutes of flying. The painter's office unremarkable light brown building that was no different from the rest of the street. Above the door hang a sign "Panten's painters post; posters, portents and other parts" Cynder shucked a little as she read the name Cynder walked in and heard a bell ringing. She looked up to see the door had a small mechanism that rang a bell if it the door was opened. The painter's office was the same colour as the outside of the building. There were some paintings and paint supplies piled up in the corners. There was only one curtain in the room and no other entrances except the door. There was a small counter for customers on the other side of the shop. Cynder drew a face as a very strong and very unpleasant smell of Tempero painters oil overwhelmed her olfactory (the nose of a dragon is about 10 times as sensitive as a human's). "A customer!" An excited voice sounded from behind the curtain. Seconds later a very excited mole came running through the curtain and stopped in front of Cynder who looked a bit surprised. He was very small even for a mole and he also was covered with paint stains. "Hi my name is Panten and-" He stopped as he recognised who the dragoness was. "Hey you're that famous black dragoness Cynder!" he shouted as he recognised her. "Um yes that's me" Cynder said a bit unsure. "It's such an honour to meet you" Panten excitedly shook her paw. "Well I was wondering if I could order some posters here" Cynder said a bit indignant by the lack of formality of the mole. "All right then" Panten instantly regained his posture "Let's get this done, Will you follow me?" He walked through the curtain again with Cynder close behind. The smell of the Tempero oil was even stronger here and Cynder wished this visit to be as short as possible. The room was very messy with many half finished paintings and jars of paint littered around. "Let's move this for a moment" Panten took a painting he was working on a put it down somewhere on the floor. He then picked a roll out of the stacks and opened it on the floor this time. "Now for what kind of poster were you thinking about" he asked Cynder. "Well it is for a fire battle tournament so something flashy I guess" Cynder said "A fire battle tournament" Panten repeated muttering. "What kind of size should the posters be and how many do you want?" Panten then asked. "We were planning to spread them around the entire city so I guess they shouldn't be too large and they also-" Cynder said but she didn't get a chance to finish. "Around entire Warfang you say!" Panten shouted. "Well yes that was the idea" Cynder took a step back from the loud mole. "How long do I have to finish it?" Panten then asked and Cynder now understood the problem. "To be honest I think you have just a few days" Cynder admitted knowing that was not the answer that Panten was hoping for. "There is no way that I can make more then about 50 posters in just a few days" Panten said. "Are there any other painters you know who could help you with it?" Cynder suggested. "No there aren't any other painters who would make something like this. How many creatures need to know about this?" He sounded a little bit scared. "Well actually every single dragon and mole in Warfang needs to know" Cynder said knowing it again was the answer that Panten didn't want to hear from her. "Are you saying that it can't be done?" Cynder asked now sounding a little bit scared herself. "Well no, it's just not possible to make enough poster's for everyone" Panten said "That's too bad" Cynder said disappointed. "But even 50 posters can make a lot of difference if you use them properly" Panten with a pretended cheerfulness. Cynder didn't know if he was trying to cheer her up or if he was just trying to keep his customer "Well I guess that's what we will do" She said after a short break. "Now on to the posters" Panten turned and looked towards the sheet that lay on the floor. "What's the tournament called?" "It's called the Igus Fire Cup" Cynder said emphasizing the name "It is held in honour of Ignitus" She then added proudly, however because of that she had gasped through her nose and had problems retaining her static face. "Are there any prices to win or is it just for fun" Panten then asked. "It's held mostly for fun and the main reason is to cheer up the citizens of Warfang" Cynder told him proudly "However when the new fire guardians are going to be chosen over five years the guardians will use the position list from the tournament to select the candidates" She said. "So it's about becoming a fire guardian" Panten said in thought. "That you're candidate doesn't guarantee you will become guardian" Cynder reminded him. "The winner will also gain the title master of eternal fire" Cynder continued without waiting for a response. "So there is no actual price to gain is that it?" the Panten concluded. "Well the winner will also be granted a one on one sparring match with me or Spyro" Cynder said. "But still there are no real prices to win" Panten concluded again. "That's right" Cynder replied feeling that Panten had a point about the prices. "Are really planning to summon almost entire Warfang?" He then asked again just to be sure. "Well that was the idea" Cynder said "We want it to become a huge event that was and will properly be unprecedented" She said with a grand voice. "That will not be easy but I will do what I can" Panten said. "I think you should return tomorrow morning, then I will have made then first ones and you can tell me if you like any of them" He told her. "Sound good I will" Cynder was already starting to walk away desperately to get away from the foul smell. "Till tomorrow then Blacky" Panton shouted to her. "What did he just call me!" Cynder shouted but she kept her jaws tightly closed so Panten wouldn't hear it.
After they had reached the citadel Spyro and Georga looked around to see if they could find the guardians anywhere. They finally spotted Terrador speaking with some moles on the end of the main hall. "Yes that place will do fine but how are we going to get all those people inside" Terrador said to the mole. "I think that isn't a problem Terrador, the entrances are more then large enough" The mole replied. "Um Terrador" Georga said a bit weak. "What?" Terrador turned and spotted them in the hall "Ow Spyro, and Georga too what is the matter?" He then asked. "Nothing but I finished the speech so I was wondering what I should do next" Spyro said. "I think the best thing you can do is searching out other young dragons and spread the news through them directly." Terrador instructed. "I think Georga will be happy to assist you with that, isn't that right?" He said while looking down at her. "Of course" Georga answered very sweet like it was a unnecessary question. "Good!" Terrador turned back towards the mole "Now how are we going to get-" Spyro and Georga left Terrador to his own devices and went to search out some young dragons. "Well now I have to go through the whole honour thing again" Spyro complained as he remembered that every dragon they met bowed to them including the one he was talking to. "Hey enjoy it while it last" Georga said cheerful "After some time it will stop" "I know and I look so forward to that" he replied. "But how are we going to search out a large number of dragons?" Spyro then asked "I can't just go into and out of building at random" "Let me think" Georga turned her head a bit. "Ah! I think Frost could help us with that" She declared after a few moments. "Frost? Why him?" Spyro asked, he remembered Frost from his tail ball game. "He knows every 13 year aged dragon in Warfang and also knows all their parents or foster parents in addition to any brother siblings they might have" Georga explained a bit awed. "I also asked him to gather the dragon that participated in that tail ball game for yours" she added. "He sounds perfect, let's go" Spyro nodded before spreading his wings and flying towards the exit.
"Blacky! I barely know the gay and he gives me a pet name" Cynder grumbled muttering as she walked back towards the citadel. Cynder was deep in thought and therefore wasn't paying much attention to her surroundings when she spread her wings and flapped them to fly back towards the citadel. "Hey look out!" A voice shouted but Cynder didn't hear it in time and flew into a dragon that was standing in front of her. The dragon was knocked on his back and Cynder fell down on top him. Cynder quickly jumped back from the dragon and looked at him. "Are you okay?" Cynder asked him. "Urrg man what was that?" The dragon exclaimed as he struggled to his feet clearly disoriented. He was a bright red fire dragon of her age. He had a very rough front chest made of sharp and large bright yellow scales. His wings, horns, tail appendix and back spikes were all the same bright yellow colour. His horns were straight and poked out very much, he had back spikes running all the way down and his upper ones had small membranes, his tail appendix was a round and ringed dart. He looked like a good strong dragon because of his clearly tough hide and muscular build. He reminded Cynder of Spyro because his wings were almost identical except colour and he was of a similar size, build and had a very similar face as well. "I'm sorry I wasn't paying attention and crashed into you" Cynder said while lowering her head a bit in shame. "That's okay you di-" The dragon gasped as he regained his vision and recognised the dragoness in front of him. "Are you Cynder!?" He shouted very excited. "Um, well yes I am" Cynder stepped back a bit, feeling uneasy by the excited dragon. He ran up to her and shook her paw wildly "It's always been a dream of mine to meet you" He said still very loud and excited, luckily there were no other people around so Cynder didn't get a mob. "Um" Cynder drew her paw back feeling that her leg began to hurt. "Did I offend you!?" The dragon asked still very loud and jumped back a good full meter. "Um no, no, no you didn't" Cynder stammered a bit unsure what to say to the highly excited dragon. "I'm sorry but it's just so-so-so" The dragon hyperventilated as he didn't know anymore what to feel or say and totally blocked. Cynder patiently waited for him to get things sorted out, she also thought that his antics looked very amusing to watch. After getting things sorted out in his head he took a more formal stance "My name is Flame and It's such an honour to meet you" He bowed like all dragons did. "Well you already know that my name is Cynder" She replied waving for him to raise is head back up which Flame did very quickly. "Have you heard about the Igus cup?" Cynder asked Flame. "N-N-No-No I haven't" Flame stuttered. "It's a great fire dragon's tournament that is held in a few days and-" Cynder explained the tournament to the fire dragon. "So the winner get's a one on one fight with Spyro or with you!" Flame repeated while still shouting. "Well yes" Cynder said taking another step back from him "Could you try to keep your voice down a bit please" she asked politely. "I'm sorry" The dragon panicked and jumped back while flapping his wings wildly and uncoordinated. "Don't worry about it" Cynder chuckled as she tried not to laugh at him but his silly antics were quite funny. "But are you going to enter the Igus cup?" Cynder asked again. Flame lowered his head to avoid eye contact "Well I think that something like that is just way out of my league" He said very unsure "There is no way a dragon like me can even get past the first round". Cynder walked up to him and lifted his head with her wing to stare him straight in the eye "Don't worry Flame I'm sure you will be great" She kindly said but also honestly as his body clearly told her he must a very strong dragon. "Ow...um...well" Flame stammered. Cynder thought she saw him blushing but against his bright red scales that was hard to see. "Well I really ought to get going now" Cynder said as she saw that Flame was completely out of words once more. She was about to take of when she heard Flame's voice behind her "I w-will enter the Igus cup" He sounded quite weak. "I look forward to it and maybe I will face you in the arena at the end" with that Cynder flew off back towards the citadel leaving Flame to replay the events that just unfolded.
Georga knocked on the door of Frost's house. Frost lived in the high parts of Warfang very close to the citadel. He was the son of one of the highest standing dragon in Warfang only surpassed by the guardians. Therefore his house was very large and made out of bright yellow stones unlike the dirty yellow brown stones that made up the rest of the city. One other thing that stood out was the very large round door. After a few minutes a dragon that Spyro recognised as Frost appeared in front of them. He was a relatively small ice dragon but with a very sturdy body. He had aqua blue scales and orange wings. He had 2 spiralled horns sprouting from the sides of his head pointing upwards, he was small but he did look like a very tough dragon. "Georga and Spyro too, what brings you here?" He asked them. "We wondered if you could help us with something Frost" Georga said to him "Would like to do that?". "Come inside and tell me what it is" He sidestepped and politely weaved with his wing for Georga and Spyro to enter the house. The inside of Frost's house looked quite nice. Unlike the other houses Spyro has been to, this one had more then just one floor. In the hallway there was a staircase with a very high sealing to allow dragons to fly up and down as well, the inside walls were covered with white bricks in order to cover to large yellow blocks of the outside walls. The curtains were made of a black silk like material and seemed almost to weave from the gentle gust created by Frost opening the door. When Spyro entered the living chamber he looked very surprised. It didn't look like the ones of Oxidus and Georga at all. This chamber was well furnished with many tables and stuff around. There were 4 couches made of real and very thick leather to resist the sharp dragon claws. The room was easily three times the size of Georga's living room, just like with the other ones however there was a fireplace in the centre of the room. The room was littered with toys and other stuff and there were also book cases and other stuff standing around. But the thing that really caught his eye was a large pendulum clock standing in the corner of the room positioned so that it was very visible for visitors. (Clockworks are extremely hard to build and could only be created by the most skilled of craftsman and it took then about three months just to build a single one. Therefore only the most richest of dragons can afford one. If you possessed a real mechanical clock it is a symbol of outstanding wealth in Warfang.) "He lives cosy" Spyro thought to himself as he looked at all the stuff laying around in the room and by the sight of the clock. "Although they could clean up a bit in here". "Spyro don't look so awed" Georga whispered while she gave him a poke in his side with her wingtip. "Sorry Cy-" Spyro shut his jaw just before saying the name. It felt a bit awkward for him to have Georga by his side and correcting him instead of Cynder. "Don't worry many dragons get that when they first enter my house" Frost assured her smiling as the thing was familiar to him. "Now would you like to lie down" He gestured towards the leather couches in the room. Spyro and Georga jumped up on the couches and laid down on their knees, they sank down into the leather until they lay on their bellies what felled very comfortable. "He certainly has a lot of money" Spyro thought again. "Do you want something?" he asked them. "I would like a Taviboah please" Georga said. "Also one for me please" Spyro said a bit struck by ordering Frost when they were quests. Frost walked towards a drawer and put his claw into a loop in order to open it. He then picked out one of the teal fruits with his mouth and put it in front of Georga before turning back to pick one for Spyro and finally one for himself. He then jumped up on one of the couches and twitched a bit to make himself comfortable. When they all had settled down Frost turned to Georga "Now what do you want me to do?". "Have you heard the speech Spyro gave about an hour ago?" Georga asked him. "No I didn't, what was it about then?" Frost asked. "Well it was about-" Georga started but Spyro stopped her. "I think that I am the best one to explain it to him" he said to her. "Okay then Spyro" Georga said. Then Spyro explained the tournament that was going to be held. "I see but why do you need my help then" Frost was getting excited but he tried to hide it. "Well the guardians ordered us to get every fire dragon in Warfang to show up and Georga believed that you were the person to make that happen" Spyro said while looking at Georga when he mentioned her name. "So I need to make sure that as many dragons appear as possible is that it?" Frost concluded. "Yes that's it exactly" Georga stated before taking a bite in her Taviboah. "Yeah just like that tail ball game a few days back" Frost said a bit annoyed. "Um" Georga was a thrown off by the comment. "I will try Georga but I can't make any promises" Frost said a bit unsure. "I know you could make entire Warfang show up if you cared" Georga shot back. "I can't fool you Georga" Frost sighed while smirking "I will do my best but I do want something in return since I can't participate" he added a bit more serious. "And what would you request of her?" Spyro asked with an overly intrigued voice. "Let's say that if you can make a large crowd appear we make you a special quest and you can get first seat" Georga offered, thinking fast. "Okay but then I want really first seat and with that I mean next to Spyro and Cynder themselves" Frost said. "Well I see what I can do" Spyro thought it was a good offer. "Well that is that then" Georga said before taking the last bit of her Taviboah, Spyro and Frost had already devoured theirs long before. They spent some time talking about how to do it but suddenly Spyro interrupted the conversation "Wow look at the time" he said as he spotted the time on the clock "I must be back at the citadel before half past 5". He got up and walked toward the door and Georga quickly followed "Goodbye Frost" he shouted back. "Bye Frost, I really hope you can get this done" Georga added. "I hope so to Georga because if I get special seats I want to look at something good" He said a bit arrogant. Spyro didn't know what to think of it so he just let it pass and flew back towards the citadel with Georga close behind.
Since Frost lived close to the citadel they reached it in about a minute and Spyro spotted Cynder waiting by the entrance. After he landed Cynder walked up to them "Georga I didn't expect to see you" Cynder said a bit surprised while totally ignoring Spyro. "Though luck dude" Spyro heard Sparx whispering. "Yeah after I saved Spyro from his fans I just though that I could give him a paw" Georga said. "So what did you two do?" Cynder asked a bit intrigued. "Hey let's skip the stories for diner okay, I'm starving?" Sparx suggested. "Good idea now let's get something to eat" Spyro said feeling quite hungry as well despite the Taviboah. "Hey Georga you want to join us?" Cynder then asked her. "I would love to" Georga chirped "But I will have to ask Volt first so I will join you guys later" she said before flying off back towards her house.
Spyro and Cynder walked into the kitchen where they spotted Volteer, Cyril and Terrador waiting for them. "There you two are" Cyril said a bit annoyed "It took you like forever to show up" "Sorry about that" Spyro apologised but hiding a smirk "It just took longer then expected". "Fine let's just order something" Terrador was also annoyed for having to wait for them for so long. "No let's not do that just yet" Cynder said. "Why not my dear?" Volteer said very dry. "We wait for Georga to return" Cynder said in the same dry tone. "She is going to come have diner with us?" Terrador asked. "Yeah is that okay?" Cynder asked as she had totally forgotten that the guardians needed to approve it as well. "That's okay I was just surprised that she even wanted our food" Terrador said. This really got Cynder intrigued "In Georga case that makes sense since Volt is an outstanding cook but how could Terrador know that?" She thought to herself as the earth guardian repeatedly seemed to know an awful lot about Georga. "Cynder, something wrong?" Spyro asked her as she looked deep in thought. "It's nothing Spyro just thinking" She replied.
After just a few minutes Georga walked smiling into the kitchen. "Finally she has arrived" Cyril said very relieved. "Huh why are you so happy with that" Georga asked very curious. "He's just annoyed because he couldn't gorge himself until now" Sparx said with a slight smirk. "I can understand" Georga grinned. Cyril looked a bit mad but he let the insult go by since he didn't want to look like a bad host. Georga walked up towards the counter with Spyro and Cynder lining up behind her "I would like a sheep with some chilli spices please" She ordered. "I want three Hijaupollo's and a quarter of sheep" Cynder then ordered. "I would like 19 Hollada news" Spyro ordered. "You are going to eat those salted haringen" Cynder asked after they had settled down and the guardians were placing their orders. "Yeah I just figured that something different could also be nice" he smirked as he repeated the sentence Cynder had said in the morning. Georga tilted her head a bit confused but didn't ask them what was going on.
After about 20 minutes they all got their meal and Cyril was the first one to start eating. "Well he seems eager" Georga said referring to the fact that Cyril started eating the second he got the chance. "Well he did wait for over an hour" Sparx reminded her having been with the guardians for the entire day. Georga started eating on her spiced sheep and really enjoyed it. Cynder's three Hijaupollo's looked like rough white orbs with a diameter of about 45 centimetres they also were a vague green tone and they had blue tipped leafs and some random red stripes. The Hijaupollo's had a slightly bitter taste but Cynder still liked it very much. Spyro's meal consisted of a large bowl filled with salt and in it laid 19 fishes each of about 20 centimetres in length. Spyro had eaten them before during his loot of the kitchen and Frost had taught him how to eat them. He clenched one between the fingers of his front paw, threw his head back as far as possible and put the fish into his mouth and swallowed it almost without any chewing. It had a soft creamy taste and the salt added a flavour but didn't overcast the strong taste of the raw fish. Cynder drew a face and shoved her dish a few centimetres away from him "Do you really have to eat like that?" She complained. "Yes you are supposed to eat Hollada new's this way, I learned it from Frost" He said to her. Cynder swallowed a bite from her Hijaupollo before speaking "Who's Frost?" "He is one of Georga friends" Spyro said while taking a new haring between his fingers. "Turns out she asked him to organize my tailball game while she focused on your beauty farm" He said before tilting his head backwards again and swallowing another fish. "Whe wethnt toe hem tom aska if hes coeld helpe" Georga said while having her mouth full of sheep meat. "What did you say?" Cynder asked feeling a bit uneasy with Spyro gorging his fish and Georga talking with her mouth full. Georga swallowed her large piece sheep full making a disgusting swallowing noise and then letting out a loud burp "We went to him to ask him if he could help" She repeated. "Help with what?" Cynder asked moving closer back to Spyro, appalled by how fitly Georga was eating. "He has very good connections and is very skilled with speech so he is the perfect one to make a crowd appear" Georga explained to her before ripping of another piece of sheep. "I see and Spyro how well went that speech of yours?" she asked turning back to Spyro. "I think rather well Cynder" Spyro said turning to look at her. "They really looked awed after I finished and then they rushed like crazy fans" Spyro said a bit ominous about the second part. "And then it was you who pulled him out am I correct?" Cynder turned back again towards Georga who had spice and blood all around her snout. "Yes that's right and the escape was almost perfect" Georga said before returning to her sheep again. "Almost?" Cynder asked before taking a small bite from her sheep. "We did run into one dragon but it turned out to be a nice one" Spyro said after he finished shoving another fish down his throat. "Who was he?" Cynder asked after having swallowed her piece of meat. "It was a she" Spyro said turning to her "Her name is Ember and she is a pretty charming fire dragoness" he said. Georga gasped but choked on her meat however she quickly forced it back out of her trachea making a disgusting gagging sound. "Is that so?" Cynder said very dry. "Of course you are still even more charming Cynder" Spyro hastily said looking at her angry face. "Thank you Spyro" Cynder said without any emotion at all. "Hey try one of these haringen they are awesome" Spyro put one of his haringen on Cynder dish desperate to get himself out of the situation. "No thank you I don't want it" Cynder said while looking a bit disgusted. "I ate one your Salhers and I didn't like it so now you will have to try a thing of me" Spyro insisted while drawing a smirk. "Go on Cynder it is only fair" Georga said getting amused by the situation herself though not really understanding what Spyro had just said. "Okay then I will" Cynder snapped but just as she was about to take a bite out of the fish Spyro gave her a stab in the back with his tail. "Ouf what is it" Cynder shot her head back to him feeling a pain in her back. "That's not the way to eat a Hollada new Cynder" Spyro said with a suggestive look. "Do I really have to?" Cynder asked almost in a whimper, her voice shooting upwards. "Yes you have to Cynder" Georga said stern. Cynder gagged at the idea but with Spyro and Georga looking at her that way she felt like they didn't leave her much choice. "Cynder! Cynder!" Sparx shouted like cheering for a tailball match. Sighing defeated Cynder took the haring in her front paw and threw her head backwards before she shove the raw salted fish inside and swallowed it without chewing just like she had seen Spyro do. She shivered a bit tasting the salty, butter like and strong taste of the highly salted fish in her mouth. "And he likes this thing" She almost couldn't believe it. Spyro started clapping with his paws and Georga quickly did as well laughing loudly as Cynder felt the blood rushing to her head. "Well now you now both how it feels and tastes to eat a bad fish" Spyro said grinning. With that the three young dragons laughed heartily and then they returned to their meal. "And how did the posters went Cynder" Spyro asked her. "Well unlike you I didn't have much luck" Cynder said a bit disappointed. "It looks like we will just have about 50 of them in all" She told Spyro. "Just 50! That's not very much for the entire city" Georga then said. "Well then we just have to trust Frost that he can spread the news and we still can put up posters at strategic spots" Spyro said reassuring her. "That's true I'm sure it will be fine" Cynder felt a bit more at ease with it now. "Did you run into anyone Cynder?" Spyro said because he smelled that she had a strange scent on her although it was hard to make out because of another even stronger scent on her. "Well I um" Cynder stammered a bit "I flew into one" She said after sorting things out. "Who and how did you fly into him?" Spyro asked intrigued. "Well I wasn't really paying attention when I got back from the painter and I took off without looking" She said a bit embarrassed. "And then you crashed into a dragon that was standing right in front of you" Georga finished for her while she grinned at the idea. "Well yes that's about it" Cynder admitted "He was very nice though, although he was very jumpy and very loud". "Jumpy? Loud? What was his element?" Georga asked her intrigued. "Well I guess fire since he was bright red" Cynder answered wondering why Georga asked it. "Let me guess, his name was Flame" Georga filled in for herself. "Yes that's right" Cynder was very surprised "Do you know him?". "Yeah I do, I used to play with him sometimes but since he moved to another part of the city we haven't seen each other so often anymore" Georga said before picking up the last leg bone that still wasn't bare and ripping the last meat off of it. "I think he was like all over you am I right?" she said having a small piece of sheep in her mouth. "Yeah it almost looked like he was going into shock about me" Cynder grinned "But wait a second!" Something occurred to Cynder "If he lives in another part of the city why did I meet him in the same lane as your house is?" "Don't know" Georga raised her shoulders "Maybe he wanted to come to the painter to" "It doesn't really matter anyway" Spyro said "But Cynder did you ask him if he would participate?" "Yes I did and although a bit reluctant at first he said he was going to enter" "Sounds like he hasn't changed at all" Georga said while gnawing on her sheep bone. "He is pretty strong but he lacks the confidence to be a successful fighter". "Well we will see if there is something we can do about that" Spyro said while gulping down his last haring. "We will see" Cynder now took her last bite as well.
"Well you guys seemed to have had a very fun diner" Terrador said after they had put their dishes back on the counter. "Yeah with Georga it's always fun" Spyro said while smiling at her. "I'm glad to hear that" Terrador sounded pretty satisfied causing Cynder to slightly tilt her head. "Could I also sleep over again" Georga asked as she now had Spyro's attention. "Um well" Spyro looked at Cynder and then at Terrador. Terrador smiled and nodded in agreement and Cynder did the same. "Well that's that I am going to sleep here tonight" Georga said. "Don't you have to tell Volt?" Cynder asked. "No I already asked him if I could sleep over and he agreed" Georga explained. "Hey Georga let's go to our room to play" Spyro offered her. "Okay I will" and the three dragons walked towards Spyro's and Cynder's room.
"Why did you want to sleep over anyway?" Spyro asked Georga as the climbed the stairs towards their room Cynder was walking in front of them. "Well because of my fight with Cynder my room lies in ruins so I slept with Volt last night" She explained but then she drew a sneer "Can you believe that he snores even louder then he is big!" She said laughing. "Well I can imagine it with his build" Spyro chuckled. "Hey! He does everything for you Georga so take it down a bit" Cynder scolded back at them. "Don't be so uptight Cynder" Georga said jaunty "Can't you take a joke?" "About these things the answer is no" Cynder said dead serious catching Georga by surprise. "Cynder never has had any thing like parents and she really envies everyone that does" Spyro whispered to Georga. "Oh yeah I forgot about that" Georga whispered back while lowered her head.
After the dragons had reached the top of the stairs they walked towards the large closet to pick out the quest mattress and then they carried it to their room. "I'm sorry about that joke Cynder" Georga said softly. "Don't mention it" Cynder said cheerfully "It wasn't about me and I shouldn't have reacted so fierce". "But still I didn't know you-" Georga started but she was interrupted. "Let's not get to mood down the drain!" Spyro said a bit stern "We came here to play and not to mope" Sparx looked pretty surprised at Spyro taking over his job. "That's right Spyro" Cynder said joyful. "Hey I have this one to" Georga was picking up a blue spinning device. "Okay try to get it over here then" Spyro jumped to the other side of the room. Georga put the toy between her talons and made a snapping movement sending it spinning around wildly. "Let me try it" Spyro picked up the top and walked back to his spot. He made a rapid movement with his paw and the top flew through the air and smacked against Cynder's head. "Auw" Cynder shouted while rubbing the spot with her wing. "I'm sorry Cynder does it hurt somewhere?" Spyro walked up to her. "It um, doesn't really hurt but I well would like you to heal it" She said seducing. "Huh? Heal it? I'm no healer dragon" Spyro said very confused. "She wants you to give a kiss on it genius" Georga whispered scenically to him. "What! She wants! Um" Spyro stammered while Cynder and Georga were watching him. Spyro felt very uneasy and his blush was very visible for everyone. He looked at Cynder and she put on a very sad face like she was going to cry. Under that pressure he finally gave in. Spyro walked up to her and gently planted a small kiss on the spot were he had just hit her. Cynder giggled and Spyro moved away, very embarrassed. Georga and Sparx laughed heartily at the scene. "Now you can stand here and I will spin it back and forth" Cynder said while she still giggled. Cynder and Spyro traded places and now Cynder tried to pass the top to Georga but she didn't have much luck with it either. After having played with some other toys and talked a bit they decided it was time for bed. Georga laid down on her mattress, Sparx got to the toy the dragons allowed him to keep and Spyro and Cynder laid down on their pile of straw. "Good night you two" Georga said as she closed her eyes. "Good night Georga" Cynder and Spyro said after each other. Spyro laid down on his side with his back towards Cynder. Spyro couldn't make himself comfortable so he twitched and then he turned around towards Cynder. He gasped but swallowed it as he saw that Cynder lay just a few centimetres from his face and on her face was a smile that seemed to come from the depths of her heart. "Good night my love" She whispered as she cuddled up to him, moving her head just below his neck. Spyro felt very uneasy but something kept him from moving. He just settled for it and fell asleep feeling the black dragoness her warm breath tickle his scales and feeling the warm energy of her body radiating on his.