Spyro RPG All elements needed.

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    Ignita flew to her shack in the Cliffs of Avalar Valley. She was a Fire dragon, whos scales glinted in the sunlight. Under her belly, they were Golden, Her horns were the same. Spyro, the Legendary Purple Dragon, and his mate, Cynder, made this shack. They flew to Tegrotto Two Years ago. They let her stay. Prey was rich, and Cheetah Village treated her respectfully. Although her most deepest desire, was to go to Warfang, or Tegrotto, where she could live with a friend. She could do it. But she needed help.

    Storm a huge electricity dragon winged along Avalar valley, finding a clear spot she thudded to the ground and folded her bright blue wings against her bright yellow scales, her blue horns catching the light. Thirstily she lowered her jaws to the river and sucked water past her razor sharp fangs to quench her gnawing thirst.

    Ignia saw another dragon. It's scales glittered in the afternoon. She almost never had visitors! Ignia flew to where the large dragon was.
    "Hi, I'm Ignia, what's you name?"

    Storm lifted her head from the water and gazed at the fire dragon with sad, tired golden eyes "I am Storm," she said and lowered her head back to the river and continued drinking.