Legend of Spyro AoH Ch.4

"Finally! Here we are." Spyro breathed a sigh of relief as he and his friends reached the top of a hill. From there they could see the dragon city of Warfang off in the distance.
"Um, Spyro I don't think being able to see our destination counts as actually being there." Sparx remarked.
Cynder giggled. "I have to agree with Sparx on this one." Spyro gave her a hurt look. "Come on." Cynder smiled and nuzzled him under the chin slightly. "Let's get going. The guardians are probably already waiting for us." She took the lead and Spyro and Sparx followed close behind.
Meanwhile the three elder dragons were gathered around Ingitus's pool of visions. The three were chatting very lively and were almost to the point of interrupting each other. The mole people were scurrying about bringing scrolls to and from the meeting spot and scrambling to keep up with the guardians plans. Finally, much to their relief, Spyro and Cynder entered the chamber. The guardians stopped their talking and stared at the three youngsters.
"Spyro. Cynder. It is good to finally see your young faces again." Volteer bowed in respect to the two heros.
"You had us worried for quite some time there." Cyril said in almost a scolding tone. He was much too happy to be upset at them for being away for so long.
"Sorry." Spyro apologized. "I shouldn't have worried you all."
"Yeah. No kidding." Sparx muttered and punched Spyro in the shoulder.
"We weren't sure of your fate until we heard from Ignitus that you were still alive somewhere." Terrador said lumbering towards them.
"He's become the new Chronicler." Spyro looked up at the earth dragon who nodded.
"Indeed he has. And I'm assuming that since you know, he's told you why you are here."
"No,actually." Spyro shook his head. "He didn't say anything of why we needed to be here."
Terrador laughed to himself. "Just like Ignitus to leave you scratching your head."
"What's going on Terrador?" Cynder asked as she moved closer to Spyro. "Is everything all right?"
"Well as you know, Ignitus was the guardian of fire. But now that he's moved on there is a need for a new fire guardian."
"So what do you plan to do?" Cynder looked from Terrador to Spyro. "Are you thinking that Spyro could be the new guardian since he's mastered the element of fire?"
"Cynder." Spyro gave her a shocked look. He wasn't sure if he could become what she had just suggested.
"I'm afraid not." Cyril shook his head, much to Spyro's relief. "Although Spyro might be an ideal choice seeing that he's mastered our four element, the guardian must specialize in his element and demonstrate character worthy enough to become a guardian."
"Too bad buddy." Sparx chuckled and punched Spyro again.
"Yeah. Too bad." Spyro mumbled solemnly. Cynder noticed but let it go for the time being."
"So what are you going to do?" She continued. I thought all the other dragons died during the raid  when Spyro and I were born."
"That is true." Terrador nodded sadly, remembering that horrible night. "However, that was only the new generation of dragons."
"What are you saying?" Spyro  tilted his head awkwardly.
"What do you mean 'what are you saying'?" Sparx rolled his eyes. "Who made you in the first place? Eggs don't just magically appear out of nowhere. He's saying you had a mommy and a daddy." Spyro's eyes grew wide and he looked back up at Terrador.
Cynder looked at Spyro then down at the floor. All of a sudden she felt overcome with grief.
"In the war that followed after the raid there were many dragons that fought alongside us guardians." Cyril started and grabbed their attention again. "Many were killed during those horrific battles and some we lost sight of all together. We think that perhaps that these ones that were separated have established small colonies of their own."
"How can you be sure?"Spyro  took a couple of curious steps towards the pool. "Is that what Ignitus told you?"
"Indeed." Terrador nodded. "We have asked Hunter's people to send out their hawks throughout the lands and discover where these surviving dragons may be."
"We are sending word that there is a need for a new fire guardian and that we are looking for their top candidate to be brought before us."
"That's wonderful news." Spyro chirped excitedly.
Just then one of the architects marched up with a fresh load of scrolls. "Master Terrador. We have a possible solution to the renovation requests you asked for."
The earth dragon nodded politely and dismissed the the younger dragons for the time being.
As they walked down the hall, Sparx noticed how the two dragons remained silent.
"Hey what's the matter with you two? We just got great news spit all over us. So why aren't you two more excited."
Spyro and Cynder glanced at each other, then back to the floor. Sparx noticed and took the hint.
"All right. I'll leave you two alone for a little but." He sighed as he flew back to the Pool of Visions to help the guardians if needed. "Behave yourselves." He called back over his shoulder.
When he was gone the dragons looked at each other. Both looked uneasy.
"Spyro."
"Cynder." They spoke at the same moment and chuckled slightly. "Go ahead." Spyro nodded.
"No, you first." Cynder said shyly.
"Back there, when you asked about me being the new guardian...Did you really mean it?"
Cynder shrugged. "Sort of. I mean. I was trying to read into what Master Terrador was saying. i thought that's what he was saying." Spyro turn his head away from her gaze. "Wouldn't you want to be the new fire guardian if you had the chance? You know. Take Ignitus's place."
"That's the problem Cynder." Spyro lowered his head as tears began to form in his eyes. "I don't know if I ever could. I could never be as great as Ignitus."
"Spyro." Cynder reached out and lifted his chin in her paw. "No one is asking you to be as great as Ignitus. You're not Ignitus. You are Spyro. No one would ask you to be someone you're not. And I wouldn't want you to be anyone other than Spyro." Staring into her eyes seemed to relax Spyro a bit.
"Thank you Cynder. For the vote of confidence."
"That's what I'm here for." Cynder smiled, releasing him.
"So what did you want to say?"
Cynder just shrugged and turned away slightly. "It...It's nothing."
"Are you sure?" Spyro asked moving closer to her.
Cynder looked back at him and forced a smile. "Come on, we should go make sure Sparx isn't bothering anyone too much."
"I suppose so." Spyro agreed, not fully convinced.
As they trotted back the way they came Cynder couldn't help but feel more apart from Spyro than she ever had before. She knew why. But she couldn't bring herself to tell him.