Shimmer
"Spyro no! turn back there's no way!!!" the wind roaring hard making the phrase hard to understand.
"I have to go! Its not like we could turn back anyways..." he hollered over the speech tearing noise.
"Your right, actually right for once."
The dragon snapped up in his bed realizing he was dreaming feeling childish. The time was radically late judging by his schedule.
"3 O'clock(PM)!?" There was something odd to this but he put it aside and jumped up waiting for the pesky hermy twins to annoy him to death, but these two girls never came... As the dragon walked toward the window to open the shade his stomach rumbled and his paws became clammy. The shades unfolded along with his jaw the place he had once played in and grown up in was gone... His face was in utter shock when he heard a crash and bang from his closet.
He inched back to his room peering in slowly and tippy toeing past his bedroll. The closet sat still mocking his fear. Spyro had made his move, the door flung open and the frightened little dragonfly dropped into spyro's palm. He didn't know what to make of it other then feeling like an idiot. Then A huge smash and bang from the front door. "Where to hide!" he thought *hops in closet*. The sturdy steps crept closer and closer to the point where spyro smelt the creature breath. His heart pounding through his chest at this point, he thought he was a goner when the foot steps quickly pattered back outside to the sheer chaos unleashed.
That is what I have so far, I am taking a dark approach here some nice creepiness to set the theme