Ignitus :)

i love you master of the mountain. i love you master of the mountain. i love you master of th

@multiicolor just ✨sibling things✨

spotify wrapped has arrived. send me a number from 1-100 for a starter based on that song, or a lyric from it, or send a 🎁 for me to shuffle.

                        ☽                𝐏𝐀𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐋                ☾ @rathalascendant

            𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑     𝐇𝐀𝐃     𝐀     𝐖𝐀𝐘     𝐓𝐎     𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐏     𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓     𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐊,     𝐒𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐘     𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐆     𝐈𝐍     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒,     𝐓𝐀𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆     𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃     𝐎𝐍     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄     𝐆𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐍.     The     same     despair     that     threatened     to     consume     him,     hiding     like     a     coward     amongst     the     mushroom     trees     and     caves,     away     from     his     failures.     With     Spyro's     disappearance,     it     felt     like     the     red     dragon     had     FAILED     once     more.     He     couldn't     let     the     darkness     control     him     once     more,     he     couldn't     give     up     on     Spyro.     The     ANCESTORS     shall     look     after     him,     keep     him     safe.     In     the     meantime,     Ignitus     did     the     best     he     could     in     the     war     against     the     darkness.

                The     guardian     of     fire     adorned     in     his     old     armor     for     the     first     time     in     ages,    REBORN     anew     after     hours     of     polishing.     Trekking     through     the     swamp,     he     continued     his     search.     SECURITY,     patrolling     due     to     the     temple's     weakened     defenses,     all     lies     he     told     himself,     to     convince     he     was     not     searching     for     the     purple     dragon.     That     was     until     the     snapping     of     a     twig     robbed     the     dragon     from     his     thoughts,     orange     eyes     falling     upon     a     small     creature     who     managed     to     sneak     up     on     the     guardian.     Curious,     he     lowered     his     head     to     get     a     better     look.     〝    It     is     not     safe     out     here,     friend,    〞     

Starflight 🖤🖤🖤 Guys, I've only been here for a few days, so your activity will make me really happy^^

low activity the next couple of days

give this post a ♡ for me to hit up your dms to plot

                       ☽                𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄     𝐎𝐅     𝐑𝐔𝐈𝐍                ☾ @dragonspined

            𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄     𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄     𝐖𝐀𝐒     𝐀     𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄     𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍     𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐘     -     𝐀𝐍𝐃     𝐁𝐘     𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍     𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄     -     𝐖𝐀𝐒     𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐃     𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇     𝐓𝐇𝐄     𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐒     𝐎𝐅     𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐃𝐒     𝐎𝐅     𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐒.     The     age     of     the     dragon     seemed     like     a     distant     memory     as     the     fire     guardian     stood     witness     to     the     RUIN     of     the     temple.     He     had     nearly     given     up     all     hope     to     rebuild     when     he     had     met     SPYRO.     The     very     dragon     prophesied     to     do     extraordinary     things     had     given     the     guardian     something     he     never     thought     he     would     experience     again     -     hope,     a     second     chance.     Despite     the     purple     dragon's     disappearance,     he     could     not     abandon     his     gift.

                Wingbeats     overheard     robbed     the     fire     guardian's     from     his     thoughts.     Half     expecting     one     of     the     guardians,     Ignitus     turned     his     gaze     skyward.     White     scales...?     Even     from     a     distance,     the     guardian     knew     it     wasn't     CYRIL.     The     guardian     stood     frozen     as     the     strange     dragon     landed     before     him.     He     blinked,     staring     blankly     for     a     moment,     his     mind     struggling     to     catch     up     before     he     finally     snapped     back     to     reality.     〝    You     picked     a     bad     time     to     visit,     friend.    〞      His     words     were     shrouded     in     what     little     HUMOUR     he     managed     to     muster     up.     〝    but     what     can     I     do     for     you?    〞     

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