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I was on the tallest tower in Warfang, waiting for a very special friend of mine. A smile spread across my face.

Just me alone for now sitting on my haunches. Flame and Ember would have came, but they weren't in the mood for tonight. Which it was alright, I never get to hang around alone with Tim.

Before I could think of anything else, I heard a voice behind me, "Hey Cynder."

I shot up my head and turned around to face Tim who's right behind me. I giggled at him.

Tim was actually not a dragon, but he's a human from another world.

I said, "Gee Tim, don't you make any noise when you're walking? You're just as sneaky as Hunter."

Tim shrugged, "Just a habit, I suppose. Before I ended up living here, I was always sneaky."

I rolled my eyes, "Well one of these days, someone will either stomp you to death for scaring them. Or perhaps one dragon might either burn you, shock you, freeze you, or pummel you in dirt."

Tim laughed and waved me off with a hand, "I wouldn't be surprised if I scared everyone else in Warfang. I scared you, didn't I?"

I narrowed my eyes, "Yes, you did. And you know I don't like it when someone scares me."

Tim took a step toward me, "Whatever, at least I'm here, right?"

I softened my look and nodded, "Sure, I've been waiting for you for a while. I didn't think you would show up."

Tim took a few more steps until he was standing beside me. Looking out over the skyline of Warfang. He sat down on his butt beside me, crossing his legs. I turned around to face the skyline as well.

Both of us were just sitting there. Just the two of us, looking out over the city, at the stars in the sky.

You see how I met Tim, well it was one day when I was flying around over the land of Avalar, and I saw Tim all alone near the raging river. Walking beside it. I flew down to him, because I thought he was a cheetah of some sort, but he wasn't and I've never even heard of a human before.

As it turned out Tim was from another world, not from around here. How he ended up here, me and everyone else in the city can't figure it out.

He said that one day from his world, he walked into a cave and for some reason a strange light came and now he ended up here in this world.

Tim couldn't figure it out either, he's still surprised up to this day that he ended up living with dragons. Dragons like me.

That was about a year ago, and Tim really seems to like living here. He even considers I'm his friend.

He even talks to the guardians Terrador, Cyril, and Volteer. Sparx the dragonfly, Flame the red dragon about the same size as me and Ember the pink dragoness who's also the same size as me and Flame.

Tim really has been a good friend. Pretty interesting one at that. He talks about his world a lot. A lot of things I've never heard about.

I even talked to him about the life here. I even told him about...My past. And also...Spyro.

I told him everything that I've went through, including being the Terror of the Skies.

But all THAT is in the past, including Spyro.

Even I don't want to think about Spyro right now, I want to move on from....

Anyways, me and Tim are still sitting alone together on the balcony of the tallest tower. I leaned my head against his shoulder, Tim smiled and he leaned his head against mine.

Tim sighed and I moved my eyes a bit and asked, "What's up, handsome human?"

Tim shrugged his shoulders and said, "Nothing, I guess. Just thinking about my home."

I muttered, "Let me guess, you miss it?"

He shrugged again, "Sort of. I mean, I never really had a home before I came here. So I guess I wouldn't totally miss it. My life was a little bit complicated back then."

I nodded and pulled my head off his shoulder, "I know, your....Dad died before you were born and your mother got sick and died a few years ago."

Tim sighed, "I don't know why I miss home. There's nothing left for me there. I don't even want to go back."

I nodded, "I know, you really made that perfectly clear to the Guardians. You didn't want to go home."

Tim looked at me and grinned, "Well at first, I wanted to go home. But knowing what a great place you live in. The dragons, the moles, Sparx, the cheetahs living outside the city. Why would I go home now, after seeing all this?"

I shook my head, "I don't know. Because you're suffering from home sickness." I giggled a bit at that statement.

Tim shook his head as well, "Well, I'm not homesick now. So what's the point?"

I laid a paw over his lap and said, "Good point." Then I took my paw off his lap and stared out at the skyline. I said, "But you know." Tim nodded and I went on with a bit of a smile on my face, "I would have wanted to see your world. That would've been great."

Tim had an apprehensive look and waved a hand at me, "Probably not the best idea. I mean, my kind would be so afraid of you, they would kill you. So better stick to where you live. Besides that, there's no way to get me home anyways."

I hung my head down a bit and nodded, "I know, and I guess I could understand why your kind would hurt me." Then I shrugged my wings and shoulders, "After all, I was a monster before I met you."

Tim knew what I was talking about and shook his head, "You're not a monster Cynder, and you know that. Remember it's all in the past now."

I sighed and nodded again, "I know, but it's pretty hard to move on from that stuff. You wouldn't understand it."

Tim nodded, "I know. I was never a monster."

I looked at him and put on a smile for him, deciding to change the subject, "So...How was your day? I haven't talked to you all day."

Tim went along with it and smiled, "It was good. I was busy carving stones with Terrador again. For an earth dragon, he has a knack for carving."

I laughed, "Of course he does! He's an earth dragon. Stone is made of EARTH!"

Tim laughed as well. He patted my shoulder and nodded, "I know that!" We both continued to laugh some more and we finally stopped.

Tim asked after he stopped laughing, "So what about you? Anything new?"

I shook my head, "Nope, Flame and Ember were supposed to come up here with us. But they weren't in the mood."

Tim looked around and muttered, "Yeah, I was beginning to wonder where they are." Then he let out a whoosh of air, "Good thing too. Because I can't stand Ember and her constant pursuing of ME. I really think she has a crush on me."

I giggled and gave him a devious grin, "She does."

He looked at me all shocked, "Really?"

I looked up at the sky, putting some thought into it, "I think, it's because you remind her of Spyro. Strong, naïve....Handsome."

He gestured a hand to me, "Well you called me handsome tonight. So what does that make you? Another hot little girl dragon pursuing me?"

I shot a glare at him, "Good guess, but NO. My heart always belongs with Spryo." I softened my look and muttered, "Even when he's...Up in the skies with the ancestors."

I looked up in the sky again and so did Tim. Tim said without looking at me, "Just for the record. I don't think I would go out with Ember...As a lover. I mean, I think she and Flame would make a good couple. I...Don't think everyone else would approve."

I shrugged, "I wouldn't care, but I see your point. It can be...Bizarre." Then I giggled, "Imagine the look on Cyril's face when he sees two different creatures having a relationship together. That would be classic!"

Tim giggled and said, "Well all Cyril does is tell how his ancestry and all the ice dragons are SO noble and what not. He keeps bragging about them."

I sighed and nodded in agreement, "Well that's Cyril for you."

That's when Tim exclaimed, "I think he admires himself a LITTLE bit too much."

I laughed, "He does!" Then Tim joined in the laughter.

That's when both of us saw a shooting star and Tim pointed, "Oh, look a wishing star! Want to make a wish?"

I gave him a mock expression, "I thought you didn't believe in that stuff?"

Tim nodded, "I know that. But I thought you deserve one." He grinned at me.

I grinned right back and I thought of a good wish. Then I asked, "Can I just say the wish, just this once?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "Well I guess. But a wish wouldn't come true if you just say it out loud."

I thought about the wish some more and then I started to have a sad look on my face.

I wish....Spyro was still alive and came back. Then I closed my eyes tight and I immediately started crying. Several tears were falling down my face.

Tim knew what I was thinking about and he wrapped his arms around me. Hugging me tight. I cried in his shoulder and he muttered, "I'm sorry Cynder. This was my fault. I never should have asked you to make that wish. Now look what happened."

I said through sobs on his shoulder, "It's okay."

Tim started to rub his hand on my back, near my wings. He said in a comforting voice, "Cynder, it's okay. It's okay." Then he kissed my forehead and I pulled my head away from his shoulder, staring in his eyes.

As I stared at him all teary eyed, I saw that he...Had eyes just like Spyro.

Suddenly I had this...Weird thought going through my mind. A strange feeling. I...Had the urge to kiss him!

Tim had a frown as I stared at him, "Cynder? You okay?"

I shook the thoughts and gave him a smile, "I'm fine. Sorry for staring."

Tim removed his arms and waved me off, "Don't worry about it. I'm fine." Then he had a concerned look and asked, "What about you?"

I sighed with a glum look and nodded, "I guess. I guess, I needed it."

Tim said, "You know, you can't think that way about him forever. One day, you're just going to have to let him go. Move on to someone else. I'm sure Spyro would want you to do that."

I hung my head and said, "I don't know, Tim. I...I can still feel him. His wings wrapping around me. Kissing my forehead." I went on when I looked at his face, "It's a haunting feeling."

He nodded, "I get it. It's like that with my mom. I still think about her as well." He sighed and slowly got up on his feet and said, "Well I've had enough for tonight. I need to get some shut eye."

I got up on all fours and nodded, "Yeah me too. I want to sleep as well."

Before anything else could happen, Tim got on his knees and gave me a kiss on the forehead. I smiled a bit when he did that. He even kisses like Spyro.

Then another part of my brain said, what are you thinking? He's not Spyro! He's different! That's Tim you're thinking about!

Tim pulled his head away and got up on his feet again. I grinned down at me and said, "Are we still on for leaving the city tomorrow?"

I stared at him and I shook my head from those thoughts again and nodded, "Yeah...I'm still ready to go tomorrow."

He nodded, "Good, because I haven't left the city for a while. I want to see Avalar again." Then he said, "Look as soon as I'm done with Terrador tomorrow, I'll meet you at the entrance of Warfang, sound good?"

I nodded, "Yeah...Sure."

Tim waved at me, "Goodnight Cynder." And with that he left me alone in the tower.

I muttered after he left, "Goodnight...Tim."

Cynder, what are you thinking? That's Tim, a human!

I shook my head again. Maybe I'm just tired and I need to sleep. I started to walk down the staircase, going down the tower.

*****

Morning has already came and here I was sitting in front of Spyro's grave. I sighed in sadness.

I sometimes come here, just to see him. Sometimes it feels like he's right beside me like a ghost. Trying to comfort me.

It's been about five years, since I've met Spyro. It was around the time when I was the Terror of the Skies. When I was a servant for Malefor, The Dark Master.

And it has been two years, since me and Spyro defeated him and not very long after we've survived, me and Spyro were practically a couple.

I still remember the first time I've revealed my feelings for him. When he was using all his power to save the world, I whispered, 'I love you' to him.

After all that, everything was perfect.

Then I think many months later, he started to get...Sick.

He was suffering from a sickness of some sort. The guardians were trying to help him and he still wasn't getting any better.

Soon he was practically dying and he couldn't get up from bed one day. Since he couldn't leave, I never left his side. Even when I was hungry, I never left his side.

I was practically with him, until the day he died. Since then...I felt more alone than ever.

Spyro always defended for me. Even when some dragons want to bully me because of my past, Spyro would stick up for me. So would the guardians, but they're not HIM.

I shut my eyes tight at the memory of him. How can I forget about him? I...I loved him.

But then Tim's face came into the picture. I opened my eyes in shock. Am I...Still thinking about him that way?

Just like I would think that way about Spyro?

Well he does remind me of Spyro, but come on he's not him.

I sighed. What am I going to do? Let Tim go? Or should I...Tell him?

Well he doesn't want Ember pursuing him, so I guess maybe it's not a good idea.

Or would it be a good idea?

I groaned to myself in frustration. Shaking my head. I need to talk to someone.

That's when Sparx the dragonfly, came flying down to me and he had that big grin on his face, "Yo spikey, what's up?"

I grinned at him and muttered, "Just visiting Spyro."

His eyes went wide and he asked, "You're visiting Spyro, right now?" Then he looked at the grave and nodded, "Yeah, I can see that now."

I rolled my eyes, "Whatever."

Sparx had a curious look on his face, "You okay, Cyn? You look weird."

My eyes went wide and asked, "What do you mean?"

Sparx shrugged, "Nothing, just...Weird. Like you have a crush on someone."

I got on my four feet and backed away in shock. I better leave, before he REALLY figures it out. I said, "I need to go, bye!" Then I whirled around and flapped my wings. Taking myself to the skies.

Sparx called out, "Hey wait!" But I didn't come back down. Besides he wouldn't catch me, I fly too fast for him anyway.

As I flew over the city of Warfang, my mind was riddled with thoughts of Tim. I need to talk to someone, NOW.

Maybe I know who.

*****

I sat down taking a break from stone cutting with Terrador. Well I'll tell you this. Stone cutting takes a lot of work!

While I was taking a break, Flame and Ember came and they both smiled at me. Ember said, "Hi Tim."

I looked and grinned right back at them, "Hi guys. What are you doing here?"

Flame sat down on his haunches while Ember was still standing. He said, "We heard you are doing stone cutting with Terrador again, and we thought we say hello."

I shrugged, "Well I was just taking a break anyways. So you can talk to me for a little bit."

Ember looked at me with a devious grin, "You look so hot when you're sweating. Did I tell you that before?"

I blushed a bit and muttered, "Yes, you did tell me that before."

Then Ember started to get closer to me and when she got closer to my face, my eyes went wide. She said in a sultry voice, "Well, I think you really are. And you look so cute when you turn red. You look so funny, actually."

I stuttered, "I...Uh...Thank you."

Ember giggled and asked, "What's the matter? Don't like a beautiful pink dragon like me, giving you the googly eyes?" Then she gave me a devious grin again.

Flame groaned, "Ember enough already! You do know this is wrong, right?"

Ember looked back at him and glared, "Back off."

Flame's face went wide and he narrowed his eyes, "Well I still think this is wrong." Then he looked at me with a apologetic look, "No offense, Tim."

I waved him, "None taken. I see what you mean. This does feel...Wrong."

Ember's face went wide with shock and she cocked her head, "Why would you think that? You don't think I'm...Beautiful?"

I raised both hands in defense, "No, you are beautiful. I just don't think it could work out. And besides...I know, I remind you of Spyro. You had a crush on him before he died, that's why."

Ember hung down her head and nodded, "That sounds about right." Then she gave me a quizzical look, "Who told you THAT anyway? Was it Flame?" Then she looked at Flame.

Flame shook his head and waved a paw, "Don't look at me, I never told him that."

I said, "Well I'm not tattle telling, so I'm keeping my mouth shut."

She whined, "You guys are not fair!" Then me and Flame laughed together.

I thought about me and Cynder leaving the city together and I decided to ask them about it, "Hey guys, me and Cynder are leaving the city together and spend the night out there. Do you two want to come?"

Ember and Flame both nodded and Ember said, "Sure, we would love to."

That's when Terrador came toward us and said to me, "Tim, is your break over?"

I looked up at Terrador, "Yeah my break's over, I'm coming." Terrador whirled around and I got up on my feet. I said to Ember and Flame, "I'll see you guys at the entrance to the city. Just don't be late." And with that I followed Terrador. Going back to work with him.

I hope plans don't change on Cynder's end.

*****

Cyril looked down at me with a frown, "Are you serious, young dragon? You...Fell in love with someone?"

I nodded, "Yeah...He seems...Special." Then I had a look of shame on my face.

Cyril shrugged his shoulders and wings and said, "So what's the big deal? Is this dragon no good for you?"

When I left Sparx at Spyro's grave, I flew to find Cyril. Since he's probably the only one who can listen to me. He may be a show off, but I trust him. I didn't say it was Tim, I told him that it was another young dragon like me. No way, I was telling him that it's Tim.

Of course, there was Terrador and Volteer I could talk to, but Terrador seems too STERN to me. And as for Volteer, knowing his electric tongue, he wouldn't keep his mouth shut. He might accidentally babble to the whole city, that me the former Terror of the Skies, fell in love with another dragon since Spyro died.

But it's not another dragon I like. It's Tim the human, that I like.

Am I going crazy? I need to ask Cyril that.

I had a pleading look on my face and asked, "Cyril, am I going crazy?"

He shook his head, "No, of course not. Love is a natural thing. There's nothing to be ashamed about." Then he had a grin on his face, "Why back in my days I was always attracted to the females. Never bothered me none."

I sighed, "But this guy...He seems different than me. Different than Spyro. I mean, how can I like him?"

Cyril lowered his head to my level and said, "That means you want to move on, that's why. You want to find comfort in someone who understands you and that's the only reason why." Cyril raised his head and asked, "Let me ask you something, did you find someone else other than the young dragon that you like?"

I shook my head, "I was just too depressed because of Spyro, to find someone else. But when this...Guy came, he made me feel...Happy. I even told him about my past, and he doesn't think that I'm a monster."

Cyril smiled at me, "Well that's great. He's meant for you."

I sighed again, "Well, I'm still apprehensive about it. Like I said...He's different than Spyro."

Cyril raised one claw and said, "Cynder, a lot of dragons here still thinks you're different because of your past. Despite that you saved the world from the Dark Master, they still don't trust you. But this dragon is different like you, that's one thing you like about him."

I shrugged my wings, "I guess."

Cyril frowned, "Well is there anything else you like about him?"

I shut my eyes tight, "He reminds me of Spyro."

Cyril had a pity look on his face and then he gave me a comforting smile, "Young dragon. Young beautiful Cynder. You just don't know what you're missing. For all we know, he could be good to you. Does he care about you?"

I nodded, "He does, but he doesn't know how I feel about him."

Cyril shot up his head, "Well I think you should come clean with him." Then he had a sad look on his face, "And don't become like me. I was like you once. I didn't even tell this dragoness that I liked her, and she went to this other drake before I could even tell her."

My eyes went wide. That happened to him?! I didn't even know that.

Cyril closed his eyes and sighed, "Ever since then, I've regretted not telling her how I've felt." He opened his eyes and looked down at me, "My point is, don't let it get away from you. Don't end up just like I did. What if he's smitten with someone else here? Do you want to ask yourself the same question over and over again, until it happens? Before it's too late?"

I just stared at him. Well he wouldn't want to be with a female dragon anyways. He's a human.

But...What if he does find love with a female dragon and it's not me? It could be possible.

Tim did say that Ember wants him, what if they can be....?

I think I should try, try to tell Tim everything. He's kind and understanding, He won't hate me for it. He won't be afraid of me for it either.

It's worth a shot, but it's not a guarantee shot.

I grinned up at Cyril and said, "Thank you, Cyril. I didn't know what else to do."

Cyril grinned back at me, "It's the least I could do for a young dragoness like you."

I backed away from Cyril, "I need to go. I'm supposed to leave with Tim today. We're leaving the city to go swimming or something."

Cyril nodded and waved a paw at me, "I wish you good luck on your...Personal matters."

I nodded and whirled around. I took to the skies with my wings. Flying to the entrance to the city.

Just have to build the guts to tell Tim how I feel.

Not exactly an easy thing to do, since he's not a dragon.

But if I don't try, something else could happen.

I'll take my chances tonight.

Tonight, I'll tell Tim how I feel about him.

I know, I love him. I know I do.

*****

It was night outside the city. Several hours ago me, Tim along with Flame and Ember, all headed to Avalar just to enjoy the sights. Also to go swimming at a lake with a small waterfall.

All of us had a real good time. We all joked around, we ate food, Tim even made human jokes that us dragons never heard of. He was hilarious!

Since all of us were hanging around here all day, we were now taking a nap in the middle of the forest in Avalar.

Except for me, I was just sitting around on my haunches near the lake. The moon shining off the lake. I was looking at my own reflection. Thinking about Spyro. And also Tim.

I still didn't tell Tim how I felt yet. But of course, Ember looked like she was still into him. Tim always did put his foot down and say no to her. Which that made me giggle a few times, Ember doesn't really give up!

She was pretty much like that with Spyro, even when me and him were together! And just like Tim, Spyro put his foot down as well.

Just for the record, I never hated Ember for pursuing Spyro. Who wouldn't find that he's handsome? After all, I'm not the jealous type.

I looked up at the night sky. Spryo...If you're watching me, I hope you understand that I will always love you. In the bottom of my heart.

But...I have to let you go. I know you would want me to. I HAVE to.

I was just sitting still when I heard the grass rustling. I looked over my shoulder and it was Tim. He grinned at me.

I grinned at him as well, "What are you doing up?"

He took a few steps toward me, "I just got up and saw that you weren't sleeping with us. How come you're up?"

I shrugged with my wings, "No reason, I guess. I can't sleep."

Tim giggled, "Neither can I." He took another step me, "Do you mind if I gave you company?"

I smiled at him, "I like having you around. So no, I wouldn't mind it at all."

Tim then came and sat down beside me. Crossing his ankles. Both of us sat down in silence.

Tim muttered when he looked at the lake, "Beautiful night."

I nodded in agreement, "I agree with THAT. Me and Spyro used to like nights like this. Sometimes me and him travel outside the city to come here. We would lay down on the grass on our backs. Looking up at the sky."

Tim looked at me and said, "Sounds like you two were REALLY close."

I looked at him and playfully narrowed my eyes at him, "You know me and him were THAT close."

He laughed and exclaimed, "I know that! I was joking."

I formed a grin on my face, "That shows you how much I know you. You're a jokester." That's when I waved a paw at him, "Maybe you should join Sparx's club. The annoying pest club."

He laughed hard at that, "I'm not annoying! Sparx is the annoying one. All he does is say yo all the time, and he calls me brother from another mother. Am I too big to be his brother?"

I shrugged, "Well...Spyro and him grew up together and they treated each other like they were brothers. So I doubt he would care."

Tim smiled, "Sparx is a good guy, I'll give him that."

I sighed and muttered, "Yep." I hung my head a bit looking at my reflection again.

Tim looked at me and had a concerned look, "What's wrong? You're not still upset about last night, are you?"

I shook my head, "No, I'm over the whole wish thing. I'm fine now. I was thinking about...Something else."

He frowned, "What?"

I sighed, "Tim....Do you think that....I'm a monster?"

His eyes went wide from the question and he shook his head, "Of course not." Then he tilted his head, "Why?"

"Because sometimes....I still feel like I am. Even when Malefor's gone, I still feel it. Like he's still here, right beside me."

He reached out to place a hand on my shoulder. Gripping it firmly, "It's okay, Cynder. You know that everything you've done in the past is not your fault. It was Malefor's. He had his men steal your egg with you in it, and he was the one who wanted to destroy everything, it wasn't your fault it was his."

I sighed unhappily and said, "But it was my body that murdered innocent creatures. Innocent dragons. I didn't try hard enough to fight it."

Tim said, "Cynder, it wasn't your fault. You were under Malefor's influence. You couldn't fight that." He gave me a smile, "At least, Spyro rescued you from all that. Otherwise you wouldn't be here with me."

I got up on all fours and faced him. Flaring my wings and shouted, "Exactly! If it wasn't for Spyro, I wouldn't be here right now! If he wasn't always there for me afterwards, I wouldn't be here!" Then I shut my eyes real tight, "But he's not here for me anymore. He's never going to come back. He's...Gone."

Tim shook his head and got on his feet as well, "No Cynder, you're wrong. He was never gone, he was always there for you. And you can't see him."

I muttered with tears falling down my face, "I wish I could see him now. Spyro always stood up for me. He always never thought of me as a monster." Then I sobbed, "But...But what if it was MY fault that he died? What if he was sick because of me?"

Tim sucked in a breath and said, "Cynder, don't talk like that. That's not fair."

I opened my eyes and looked at him, "But why do I feel like I'm the monster? I could still feel her, Tim. I could still feel the Terror of the Skies, still breathing inside me. And I wonder if I'll lose control, like I did before."

He had a pity look on his face and only muttered my name, "Cynder."

I sobbed again, more tears going down my cheeks, "It's my fault that Spyro died. I didn't try to save him. I...I couldn't do anything."

Without a moment of hesitation, Tim got on his knees and he wrapped me in a hug. I cried in his shoulder, like I did the night before. He held me tight.

He said in a soothing voice, "Cynder, it was never your fault. That monster inside you is dead now. Malefor was the monster, and you and Spyro killed him for it. He wouldn't stop and you stopped him yourselves." He petted my back, comforting me, "Please Cynder, don't cry. I don't want to see you cry."

I cried for a bit and finally I just sniffled. I pulled my head away from his shoulder and he still held me. I looked into his eyes and smiled brightly at him, "Thank you, Tim. You really are just like Spyro. Always comforting me and all that. I don't know what kind of ancestor would give me such a wonderful friend, but I'm glad he did." Then I asked him, "Tim....Would you stay with me, until the day you die?"

Tim smiled at me, "I don't want to go back to my world. There's nothing for me there. And yes, I would always stay with you. I would always be your friend."

I just stared lovingly in his eyes. Just thinking about what I should have done last night. When he held me in his arms.

Tim frowned at me, "Cynder, are you okay? You're giving me a weird look."

I said without taking my gaze off of him, "I'm fine." Then I did this without hesitation. I leaned my head forward and planted my lips against his.

Tim while I was kissing him, gave a muffled cry, "Hmpf!" Then he pulled his head away and removed his embrace off of me. He got up on his feet with a shocked face.

I looked up at him with a guilty look on his face. Oh no, what have I done?

I just kissed him!

Tim still stared at me with the same expression. Then he started to ask, "Cynder...What did you...?"

I started to freak out and said, "Tim, I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! I didn't know what I was doing. This is my fault!"

He shook his head and asked, "But why did you do it?"

I opened my mouth to try to form words, but they wouldn't come out. I just hung my head after that.

He pressed me, "Cynder?"

I looked at him with a pleading expression, "Tim...." Then I shouted, "I'm sorry, Tim! I really am! I wasn't thinking clearly! It...It just happened!"

Tim held out his hands to calm me down, "Slow down." He sighed, "Now start at the beginning, why did you do that?"

I just stared at him, trying to think of what I should say to him.

Just tell him Cynder! Tell him how you feel! Quit dragging him on!

Tim shrugged his arms, "Well?"

I took a deep breath. Looked straight in his eyes and finally let it out, "I...I love you, Tim."

His eyes went wide and he backed away a bit, "Wait...YOU WHAT?!"

I walked toward him a bit, "I'm sorry, Tim. But it's true, I really like you!" Then I looked down at my feet, "It's just....You really remind me of HIM."

Tim gave me a quizzical look, "Spyro? I remind you of Spyro? I thought it was just Ember."

I shook my head, "Sometimes when I'm talking to you and when you comfort me, that's how Spyro was. Even when you kissed me on the forehead, he did that to me."

Tim asked, "Is that all? That I remind you of Spyro? Or is there more?"

I nodded, "There is more. You really are so kind. You don't treat me like I'm a monster and a murderer. You talked to me about everything, never held anything back. Not to mention you are always there for me. And one last thing...We're both the same."

"Same?"

"Like we're both different than everyone else. We both feel like we're outcasts. That we...Seem alike."

Tim looked at me for a moment and nodded, "Now that you mention it, I did feel like I was an outcast from my own world. I didn't have a lot of friends and have a lot of people to talk to. Even...When I'm living here, not a lot of dragons thinks that I'm trustworthy."

I cocked my head and frowned, "Really?"

He ignored my question and went on, "But when I'm with you the most, you do seem to understand me. Of course, there are others who understand me as well, but not like you. You really get me. You get me for who I am."

I actually grinned at him and then he raised a finger, "But...I'm not sure about this. I mean....What am I suppose to do now? Just take the plunge with you right now?"

I changed my expression to concern and asked, "Tim?" I took another step toward him.

He backed away from me, "Cynder please...This is really hard on me."

I stopped where I'm at and asked, "How do you think I feel? I'm surprised myself, that I like something who's not like me." Then I had a determined look on my face and said, "But I don't care anymore. For some reason we've found each other last year and now I think there's a reason why you're still here."

He asked, "To be with you? After Spyro died?"

I nodded, "I'm sure that's the only reason, I could think of anyway." Then I had the pleading look and said, "Please Tim...Don't turn your back on me. I care about you."

He shrugged, "What about what everyone else would think?"

I narrowed my eyes at him, "Tim, I really don't give a flying ancestor about what they would think. If they have a problem with it, and if anyone finds out, screw them. It's our lives so they would have to get used to it."

His eyes went wide and he exclaimed, "Well, I hope no one does find out then!"

I asked with a hopeful voice, "So would you...Give it a chance? With me? Come on, I know you care about me as well."

He just stared at me, "I still don't like this." He rubbed the back of his neck, nervously.

I sighed, "Look either you take the first step, or I will. Or we don't do it at all. It's your choice, I won't force you into it. I care about you enough for this." Tim was still staring at me and I said, "It's still your choice. Look tomorrow, we'll forget about this and we'll move on from this night. But...I don't think I could move on from you. I wouldn't." I had a glum look on my face and hung my head a bit, "I can't forget about you, Tim. I really love you."

Tim still just stood there, trying to come up with a answer. He took his gaze to the ground.

I looked at him and asked, "Do you want to talk about it some more?" I shrugged, "Because I don't have anything else to say about it."

Tim took his gaze to me now and he started to take small steps. One slow step at a time, slowly toward me.

He got on his knees, his face close to mine. I frowned at him, "Tim?"

Tim then gave me a small smile and he slowly put both his hands on my face. I looked at him with a hopeful expression. Is he...About to...?

He slowly brought his face closer to mine, he closed his eyes and planted his lips against mine for a kiss.

My eyes went wide and soon I closed them as well. Tilting my head, so my lips could really hook to his, deepening our kiss. I feel like I'm in heaven now.

He kisses like Spyro as well! I'm surprised!

Our tongues were starting to wrestle each others, now we were having a tongue wrestling match.

We kissed for two minutes and we both pulled away, catching our breaths. We both caught our breath and now we were staring at each other. I smiled at him, he smiled back.

I said to him, "Tim-"

He cut me off by putting a finger to my mouth. He shook his head and muttered, "No talking now, Cynder." Then without wasting any time, he mashed his lips against mine, kissing me deeply again. I moaned loudly in his mouth.

My face and body starting to feel warm from all the kissing. We pulled away from our kiss again. But I wasn't done with him yet. I kissed him again and this time he moaned. Then while me and him were kissing, me and him moved on the ground and now I'm on my back and he's on top of me. His hands planting near both sides of my head.

He pulled away and he just stared down at me, with a grin. I grinned back at him.

Without saying anything, he got off of me and started to take off his shirt. Showing his good looking body. Then he took his shoes and pants off. And the last thing he did was take off his underwear.

After he did, I could see his malehood. My eyes went wide at the sight. I muttered, "Yikes, it's big."

Then he got himself on top of me again and he kissed me deeply. Not bothering to say anything. But I didn't care right now, I was with him like this now.

Part of me is saying, that you're kissing someone that's not like you.

The other part said, screw you I don't care, I LOVE HIM.

And the other part is winning over the hesitant part.

We are kissing still, until we pulled away again. We both stared into each others eyes. He raised his hand and started to touch my underbelly. Caressing my body. I smiled at him and then he got to the part that he grabbed my leg and then he grabbed my hip massaging it. I purred in pleasure.

He pulled himself back from me a bit and he started to position his malehood against my hole. Ready to take me.

Tim looked down at my hole and then he looked at me with a look. Asking if he could go ahead. I just nodded, giving him full permission to do it. I moved my tail a bit, and spread my legs.

I gave him a pleading expression. Please Tim, I want YOU.

Tim nodded and the tip of his shaft started to press into my opening. Soon his malehood started to go further in me. I gasped a bit in pain. My bottom feels like it's being stretched a bit.

Tim grunted a bit and so did I. He stopped for a second, trying to get us used to this bonding. Then he went further ahead again. When he went further, he moved over me once more and planted his hands at both sides of my head.

I was still feeling stretched by his cock. Ancestors, it hurt.

Finally he pushed himself in, all the way to the hilt. He moaned in pleasure and he finally stopped.

We both grew accustomed to it and soon after that, he started to pull back and when only his tip was at the opening, he pushed himself back in. He pulled back and he pushed back in.

Soon, he started to have a rhythm of doing it over and over again. He pushed back in and pulled out slowly. Taking me slow with his slow thrusts.

Soon my pain was replaced with more pleasure, I couldn't describe. Even I couldn't describe it to Ember. I started to moan a bit.

He pulled back and pushed in, again and again. He was looking at me while he was taking me. Not taking his eyes off of me.

I pushed my head up to his face and kissed his lips. We both closed our eyes and we both moaned. While we were kissing, he started to reach behind my neck and caress it. We were having another tongue wrestling match.

Then his thrusts started to become more forceful. His malehood and my body finally growing accustomed to our mating.

He thrusted harder and faster, and I groaned and moaned in measure. It feels good! His malehood hitting a sensitive spot inside me, I gasped. I cried out, "Tim please, don't stop!"

Tim gave it to me more harder, than before. We mated for a long bit.

Then a idea came to my head and pressed a paw to his chest, making him stop. He looked at me quizzically, but he didn't argue.

He got off of me and I got up on all fours. Then I lowered my chest to the ground, my rear hanging in the air. I raised my tail, inviting him in again. I looked over my shoulder and begged him with my pleading eyes, "Please, give it to me like this. I WANT IT."

Tim smiled at me and didn't argue with that. He crawled to me and then he got on his feet a bit. Trying to position his malehood again to take me once more. He planted his hands to both of my hips, gripping them.

Tim looked at me with a look. I had a determined look and said, "Do it."

Tim obliged and he started to take me, more easily than before. My tail curling across his chest, when he pushed deeper in me. I curled my tail as much as I could. He pushed in all the way to the hilt and he started to pump in and out of me again. Back to where we were.

Giving me more forceful thrusts, just like before. I grunted every time he thrusted in. My claws gripping the ground. Making small marks in it.

I smiled to myself, while looking ahead. Tim...Thank you for doing this.

He slammed his hips against mine, while he used his one hand to grip my tail tightly. He moaned out my name, "Cynder."

I cried out his name real loud, "Tim!" I bucked back into his thrusts.

He gripped me even more tight. I lowered my body all the way to the ground and he just gave it to me all the way. More forceful, than before. I cried out in pure bliss.

He pumped in and out, in and out. Not stopping at all.

Suddenly his thrusts became erratic and fast, I felt his malehood twitching. He must be close.

Then I started to feel pleasure wash over my body and I cried out my orgasm. My muscles gripping Tim's malehood tight. He gasped, without stopping. He screamed my name, "CYNDER!!!!"

And with one final thrust, he slammed his hips hard and my body bucked hard against the ground. Then I feel his essence spurting inside me. Cumming inside hard and fast. I let out the biggest moan I could muster.

Tim then collapsed on my back, not all of his weight. He breathed heavily, still cumming in short spurts now. He couldn't give me anymore and he was still breathing on my neck.

I breathed heavily as well and I looked back at him. Tim looked and smiled at me. I smiled back. I leaned my head back to him and kissed him deeply.

Tim pulled himself out of me and then laid down beside me. I was laying close to him and he was caressing my forehead.

I said to him with total gratitude, "Thank you, Tim. Thank you so much."

He still had a smile on his face and he planted his lips on my forehead. Then we both just laid down together.

Well we both screamed in pleasure, hopefully Flame and Ember didn't hear us and see us doing it.

But I don't care, I love Tim.

We both laid there for a while and then it was time to get up from our spot and return to Flame and Ember.

I stretched out my wings. They're kinda sore from Tim's weight on my back.

Tim already got his clothes back on and he looked at me. He hasn't said a word ever since our first time.

I looked at him and grinned, "Thank you, Tim. I know I already said it, but still...Thank you."

Tim however, had a guilty and ashamed look at the same time. He closed his eyes and turned his head away from me.

I had a concerned look and asked, "What's wrong?"

He sighed and opened his eyes, "Cynder...What have I done?"

My eyes went wide and asked, "What do you mean?"

Tim had a scared look on his face and said, "I mean...Look at what we've done. I still didn't like it."

I sucked in a breath and exclaimed, "What are you talking about? I thought you wanted it?"

He sighed again and he gestured his hand back and forth, to me and him, "Cynder...Humans don't do that to someone like you. I mean...It still feels wrong."

I frowned at him, "Then what made you want to do it? Why did you make love to me?" I took a step toward him and pressed him, "Why didn't you stop? You could've just backed away from this."

But then Tim had a smile on his face, "Because I also cared about you as well." Then he looked up at the sky, "I...I think, I've felt this way for a long time. Ever since, we became best friends." He took a step toward me and went on, "I now think THAT'S the reason why, I didn't want Ember pursuing me. I think I've fell in love with you, and I didn't realized it. Until tonight, when you just kissed me on the lips."

I waved a paw and asked, "Do you not have regrets now?"

He looked up again, thinking about it. Then he answered, "Well...Part of me thinks that this is wrong, but another part of me thinks it's right. I guess the post sex thing is really getting to me. I mean, my mind and body are two completely different things."

I smiled at him, "I think you did the right thing." He frowned at me and I said, "Because you made me feel so happy and warm. All of that, since me and Spyro were together. I never been more happier."

I walked closer to him and nuzzled my head against his stomach, "I'm really glad that I met you. Because I really did feel alone when Spryo died. I didn't think I could find anyone else." I looked up at him with happiness in my eyes, "I said this to Spyro once, there's always something. Something to be with and fight for. And you're one of those things."

Tim looked down at me and asked, "What about Spyro?"

I looked down at the ground at bit, my head still close to Tim's body, "Spyro, would want me to be happy. That's all that matters."

Tim moved his body and crouched down in front of me. He looked at my face and smiled, "Good." Then he put both hands to my face and kissed me again. I smiled when he did that and I kissed him back.

We both pulled away from each other. Staring into each other's eyes. I said to him, "I love you." Then I gave him a peck on the cheek.

Tim said back while caressing my cheek with his hand, "I love you too, Cynder." Then he stood straight up and asked, "Can we keep this a secret? I don't want anyone else to know about this."

I shook my head, "I won't tell anyone about this. Not even Cyril."

He frowned at me, "Uh what?"

I laughed and waved him off with my paw, "Forget about it." That's when I asked, "Are you going to be okay with this? From now on?"

He waved me off, "Ah well, I'll get used to this. I'll be fine. I just need some time."

I giggled and nodded, "Good, that's fine by me. As long as you're happy, I'm happy." Then I started to walk away from him, "Come on, lets go to sleep."

He nodded and started to walk with me, "Sounds good to me." Then he looked at me while we were walking, "Do you want to go out with me sometime? When we get back home?"

I looked at him while we were waling, grinning, "Sure. Me and you can walk in the park back in Warfang."

He nodded again, "Now that sounds good."

I giggled and we walked back to Ember and Flame. While we were walking, my thoughts were on what we just did together.

I don't feel alone anymore. For the first time in a long time, I'm happy.

I will always have Spyro in my heart. But he would want me to move on.

And I moved on to Tim.