A sort of follow up to the last one, in that it's Sypro and Cynder this time. Got these mostly because I like Cynder as a pred, she was an interesting design, and I think Noble did it really well.

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For the Christmas in July raffle thing, asked for something to go with this, and put in a special request for it being aware. I'm not usually one for that, but this idea popped in there, and I hope you enjoy.



Cynder's stomach felt funny. It had been doing that for a while, as she stood on her hind legs, just like she'd been told to do, and braced herself against one of the temple's outer walls, placing her foreclaw on her belly, and rubbing the sharp things over her scales, watching as the flesh dimpled inward, and the odd feeling continued.

Within, standing on a sandwich she had eaten earlier, Spyro looked around, the chamber lit by the glow of Sparx, his brother/dragon fly companion, who flitted around, looking at those same walls, the shimmer of his light casting strange shadows on the folded flesh, with seemed to move in and out slowly, as Cynder around them breathed.

Finally, Spyro, feeling it had been long enough, simply took in a deep breath, tasting the tang to the air that was drops of stomach acid, before breathing out with a mighty roar of flames, as a gout leapt from his lips, and then slammed into the walls, spreading out like water, and causing a howl of darkness, bits of shadow stuck to the inside of her skin were dissolved into nothing.

"How's that long, dark, and beautiful? Feeling any better?" shouted the dragon fly, even as he motioned with one hand towards another patch of 'Darkness' that screamed at Spyro as he burned it to ash, and outside, Cynder finally began to feel better, her stomach ache vanishing, even as smoke began to come out of her lips, and she prepared to bring the boys up from their mission.