It was Spyro

It was Spyro, who stared at Cynder with an open maw, clearly shocked

Cynder bit her lower lip and tried to shuffle away. She wanted to crawl into a hole or better still simply vanish, but neither was a viable option at her size and she could only cringe in mortification as Spyro looked over her massive near hippo sized frame.

"Ember?" Spyro asked noticing the pink dragoness for the first time, "What...? How...?"

Ember frowned angrily. Though she had had a crush on Spyro, she felt more cold towards him when she heard he dumped Cynder.

Stepping protectively in from t of the seriously obese dragoness, Ember said, "This has nothing to do with you! Back off!"

"But I..." Spyro began, shocked at Ember's outburst.

"No buts!" Ember said, "You decided that Cynder isn't the right one for you anymore and pretend that she doesn't exist. Well, we can play at that game as well. Stay far away from us! We don't want anything to do with you!"

And with that said, she turned around and walked down the street again. Cynder lingered behind, looking at a very confused and worried Spyro, but she turned around and half dragged, half waddled away.