Spyro was your mate, and a lovely one at that. Not only was he the most heroic dragon of them all, but he was also the king of dragons, ruling over almost all of the dragons. Though he was not a big dragon, he made up for it with his might.

Spyro came from a background without dragons. He was raised by a human, Eon, who also happened to be his trainer, teaching him how to live around a human society. So he still visited Eon from time to time. Though recently he had been feeling angry and betrayed by Eon, as he found out Eon had known something about Spyro's ancestors but had kept it a secret.

As you were looking around Spyro, you found him laying down a considerable distance away from dragon city on a grassy field. The only bad part was that he looked rather glum. You sat beside him, but before you could ask him anything he immediately spoke up, knowing you were going to ask anyways.

"It's Eon. He's knows something about my ancestors and he's hiding it from me."

He looked away from you as he rested his head on his paws

"I just want to know more about where I came from, what it's like to be a dragon."