Spyro looked up to see a rather large green dragon looking down at him. He looked at him nervously and started to back away from the beast. This green dragon was dark green all over, but on his belly was a lighter shade of green.
The dragon's tail flicked, revealing the tip was shaped like an arrow, almost like the purple dragon's own tail. The tip was the same color as his belly. The dragon had something Spyro hadn't seen on many dragons. Blond fur grew from the dragon's head, almost like hair. Poking through the hair were two golden horns which pointed back, instead of up. The larger dragon got down on one knee, extending a paw to Spyro.
The nervous young dragon placed his paw on the green dragon's in a greeting. "Hello there, little one," the green dragon began, "My name's FT. You must be Spyro."
The dragon gulped and looked up at FT, whimpering a bit. "Yeah...that's me. I've never seen you before....and you're quite big." Spyro replied, slowly backing away.
The dragon named FT smirked and stood up. "Yes, I'm quite big. I don't come from here, and I found this place on my journeys. I asked around and you seem to be quite the legend." The older, much bigger dragon explained.
Spyro began to ease up, beginning to trust him. "Yes...I'm taking a vacation here." Spyro said, eying the dragon as if it was going to devour him.
FT nodded and continued to watch the small purple dragon. "I see...I don't really have a place to stay. Is your home big enough for me?" FT asked politely.
FT sounded innocent, but Spyro sensed something sinister about him. "Ah, yeah...I think."
The green dragon nodded and followed Spyro to huge cave opening. Spyro slowly walked inside, followed by the large dragon who had to duck to get in. Once inside, the cave expanded into a well-lit living area, with a few beds as well as food supplies. "They used to hide in here during rough times. But they let me use it as my home." The nervous Spyro explained, walking around.
FT nodded and looked over his shoulder, slowly pushing a boulder across the entrance to keep Spyro inside. "I see...well Spyro..." He began, grinning as the boulder slid into place.
Spyro turned around. "Yes?" He began before spotting the entrance sealed off. "Hey, what are you doing?!" He shouted, beginning to charge after the dragon.
FT stepped out of the way and let Spyro hit the boulder. The impact knocked him off his feet and the purple dragon stumbled away before falling down. FT decided to make his move.
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