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Spyro Cynder Felnie Hearts H 7

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Spyro and Cynder: Feline Hearts: Heart 7


  “She’s not dead!” Ignitus hissed whirling around to glare at Cyril. He spun around so quickly Cynder almost fell of his back.
  “Then where is she?” Cyril asked a harsh growl to his voice. “It’s been eight months and nobody’s seen her.”
  “I don’t care; she’s not dead and soon enough I’m going to find her.” Ignitus meowed, his voice filled with utter conviction.
  “Go ahead and waste your time then, just do it far away from me.” Cyril muttered. Turning away from them he slowly padded back to his box den.
  “Wait, you still have to help Cynder.” Spyro meowed quickly dashing in front of Cyril blocking his path.
  “I already told you, I’m not helping that thing.” Cyril growled. “Now move.”
  “Not till you help her.” Spyro meowed stubbornly. Suddenly Cyril smacked Spyro aside using his forepaw. While Spyro lied on the ground, dazed by the attack, Cyril padded right past him.
   Unable to think of another way to stop Cyril, Spyro took a deep breath and blew. A cold mist came out of his mouth and settled around Cyril’s paws. A sheet of ice suddenly covered his paws and froze them to the ground as the mist dissolved.
  “Hm, I figured you for a fire cat.” Cyril muttered easily breaking free of the ice.
  “He is a fire cat.” Ignitus meowed padding up beside Spyro.
  “Another one?” Cyril asked examining Spyro with a curious glint to his eyes. “Where’d you find this one?”
  “I didn’t, she did.” Ignitus meowed shrugging his shoulders to draw attention to Cynder.
   Cyril stood still for a short while. He seemed to be thinking about something. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.” He finally sighed. “Bring her in.”
  “Thank you.” Ignitus meowed. “Come on Spyro.” Spyro quickly got to his paws and followed Ignitus inside the box den.
   The inside wasn’t what Spyro had been expecting. Instead of being surrounded by cardboard, the walls and roof were solid ice. There wasn’t anything inside except for a dark brown thing in the corner. Spyro just assumed it was a bed. Besides he was too caught up in his own thoughts to care.
  “Ignitus, how did I blow ice?” Spyro asked as Ignitus padded over to the brown bed.
  “I’m not sure as to that. Usually a cat can only use one element but you’re the second cat I’ve met that can use more.” Ignitus meowed.
  “Who’s the first?” Spyro asked.
  “A question for another day.” Ignitus meowed lying next to the brown thing. “For now, help me get Cynder in the nest.”
  “Okay.” Spyro sighed. Carefully Spyro reached up onto Ignitus’ back and took Cynder’s scruff between his teeth. Slowly he pulled her off and laid her on the brown nest.
  “Both of you go find a corner to sit in.” Cyril growled pushing past Spyro. “How do you expect me to treat her with no room?”
   Spyro followed Ignitus over to another corner of the room. He sat down and watched Cyril as he inspected Cynder’s wound. “That fool, why didn’t she get this cared for sooner?” Cyril muttered. He then opened his mouth and let out a huge burst of cold mist.
  “What’s he doing?” Spyro asked confused.
  “Just watch.” Ignitus mumbled watching the process closely.
   Cyril stepped back as the mist disappeared to reveal a completely frozen Cynder.
  “Cynder!” Spyro exclaimed. He tried to run to her but Ignitus blocked him with his tail.
  “Calm down; that’s how ice cats heal others.” He meowed.
  “Give her an hour like that and she’ll be as good as new.” Cyril meowed padding over to Spyro and Ignitus.
  “Thank you again.” Ignitus meowed.
   “You, come with me.”  Cyril meowed first looking at Spyro and then heading out of the makeshift den. Spyro looked at Ignitus who nodded. Reluctantly Spyro got to his paws and followed Cyril outside.
   Outside Cyril was sitting in the middle of the alley, looking at Spyro expectantly. “Alright, use the ice again.” He meowed.
   Spyro knew there was no point to asking questions just yet. So instead he decided just to obey. He took in a deep breath of air and blew, but this time fire came out. “No you fool, with fire you blow, with ice you breathe.” Cyril snapped. “Now try again.” Again Spyro took a deep breath in but this time he just breathed out. A small mist came out of his mouth. “Good, now breathe harder.” This process continued until Spyro could breathe the mist almost as long as he could blow fire.
   Finally Spyro had become exhausted and needed a break. “You need a better endurance. In a fight you won’t have the choice to take a break.” Cyril meowed, his voice hard.
  “But I don’t want to fight.” Spyro sighed. “My mom says it’s wrong to fight and that anything can be solved without violence.”
  “That way of thinking is what got my sister killed.” Cyril muttered.
  “How did she die?” Spyro asked curiously.
  “She went to try to end a stupid war and nobody’s seen her since.” Cyril meowed. “Ignitus is the only one that still thinks she’s alive, but that’s only because he doesn’t want to give up on his mate.”
  “What was she like?” Spyro asked.
  “You mean ‘what is she like.” Ignitus meowed from the entrance to the den. “She’s a kind gentle cat who would never hurt anything. Not once the entire time I’ve known her has she ever hurt another cat.”
  “She sounds really nice.” Spyro meowed.
  “Really, to get a good idea of her personality just think of the exact opposite of Cyril.” Ignitus meowed. “In other words she’s smart, beautiful, kind, easygoing, and of course female.”
  “Hey, I’ll have you know I’m the smart one.” Cyril meowed indignantly.
  “Then that must make you all fools.” Meowed a scratchy voice at the end of the alley.
   Spyro quickly spun around to see three large cats blocking the alley. The first one a brown cat with gray ears, he didn’t recognize. The second was Red, his jaw looking puffy and swollen. And the third was the shaggy white cat from his dream.
  “Gaul, what are you doing here?” Ignitus spat.
  “Why I’m here to take little Cynder home of course.” Gaul meowed menacingly.
  “How’d you find this place?” Cyril asked.
  “For that all I had to do was follow Ignitus.” Gaul meowed smugly.
  “You didn’t make sure you weren’t followed?” Cyril growled rounding on Ignitus.
  “This isn’t the time.” Ignitus meowed tensely. “Can’t you see this is what he wants?”
  “I don’t care; it’s time I finally taught you to stay away from me.” Cyril hissed as he suddenly jumped at Ignitus, claws unsheathed.
Well not much to say except CYRIL YOU FOOL!!!

I hope you like this chapter.

Spyro, Cynder, Ignitus, Cyril, and Gaul belong to Sierra.

Red belongs to Universal.

The brown cat doesn't really matter so who cares.

The story is written and created by me.
© 2009 - 2024 Lyreice
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i needed this `~`