Ankyra Sound bound by chains

My dog is puppy-dreaming HARD over in the corner. How did your dressage thing go the other weekend or whenever that was?!

She gave him a simple, questioning response, but Spyro immediately assumed it was a trick of some sort. The sisters had played many tricks on him as a child, and he was quite used to them, but it did not make them any less pleasant. He had found, over time, that being more obedient had slowed the rate of these tricks, but there were always a few sisters who insisted on coming at him again and again. Caiaphas had been nothing but orderly with him, and yet he could not help but think that she was testing him in some way. She had to have been. What other explanation was there?

“Ξέρω ότι υπάρχουν πράγματα που πρέπει να γίνουν. Θα πρέπει να τους κάνουμε,” he replied, sincerity in his voice. He did not wish to upset his new leader, no matter how unlike Aktaie she was. Aktaie trusted her to take over, so Spyridon would trust her to lead The Nereides as they had been led since his birth. Change was not something Spyro dealt with well, a fact that was quickly becoming apparent. “Τι ανάγκη έχεις για μένα;” he asked, shivering with the weight of the water still upon him.