Making Amends"Spyro, are you home?"Making Amends2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The faun banged on the door again, her knuckles beginning to throb. In the sky above her dark clouds consumed the last pieces of blue sky, and with their aerial dominance assured a few drops of rain fell, one of which landed in her auburn hair. "Oh, give me strength!" she whined, feeling the cold spike in her crown. "Spyro!" she added, louder and angrier, "Will you open up? It's starting to rain and I left my coat at home!" She thumped the door again, then the Heavens opened. As she felt soaked strands of hair cling to her face she hit the door harder.
"Spyro!" she screamed, "If you don't open up right now I'm going to..."
She stopped mid-rant as the door swung open, a chorus of creaks accompanying the sudden motion, and as she looked to the floor she instantly regretted raising her voice. Standing in the doorway was Spyro, but not as she knew him. The Spyro she knew didn't have a reddened nose and bloodshot eyes.
"Oh, hey Elora." he said slowly, words slurring i
Sea, Sun and Sickness Deleted Scene Sea, Sun and Sickness Deleted SceneSea, Sun and Sickness Deleted Scene1 year ago in General Fiction More Like This
Once induction and lifeguard training were finally over and done with, Dragon Shores is open to the public. Hence the name of the beach, it is a tropical resort and a vacation spot for anthropomorphic dragons to kick back, relax and let their troubles wash away with the tide. Everyone is taking it easy except for the lifeguard team which consists of the following members: Spyro, Smokey, Daniel and Stanley. Hopefully, the squad will expand and the amount of employees will multiply.
All over the coast, there are countless clusters of dragons and magical creatures wandering around, minding their own business even as they were being occupied with their activities such as surfing, building sandcastles, collecting seashells, swimming, taking photographs, mingling with the tourists and each other and so forth. Additionally, there is sand as far as the eye can see. Surf is up during
I'll Stand By You I'll Stand By YouI'll Stand By You4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
After being talked some sense into and since he's been advised to go on sick leave, Spyro returned to the safety and cosiness of his home. Unluckily, persistent hacking coughs were let out of his reptilian lips as he was coughing roughly and harshly into his small, right claw while he approached the front of his house. They appeared to be dry, painful coughs with harsh, unpleasant sounds. Elora, who stood in the doorway on the ground floor, greeted him and make him feel at ease like an ordinary wife would welcome her husband home.
"How was your day, Spyro?" Elora enquired, a smile stretched across her lips and eagerly waiting for a reply from the renowned, undisputed hero of the Dragon Realms, Avalar and the Forgotten Worlds.
Unfortunately, he barely spoke a word, his scaly