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Jean Luc(y) only nodded slightly, turning to glance at his nephew's way, sighing softly at the sight of the stallion's resentment. Flicking his tail ever so slightly, the spiked end snapping in the air. He shook his head.

"Pleasure I'm sure, come, we must train." He muttered, moving over to drake and muttering something as the stallion moved back. Without another second, he removed the helmet off his head with a clunk. A scar ran along side his cheek, across his nose.

"reomove the armor and fight like a warrior, use your body then the armor."

Drake(y) had backed off from the tree, huffing and shaking his head. as tendrils of his short mane flicked int he air, sweat beading and running down his coat. With a snort he glanced at Allura. Narrowing his eyes, he glared.

"Come now, knock that tree down." He almost bit out, but soon look guilty. "Sorry." He muttered, watching as Jean let his armor clunk to the ground, and without another thought, Drake's crown and leg armor were there as well. His hindleg looked brutal, scar tissue and fang marks marring his flesh.

Then he turned and slammed himself into the tree again, pushing with his might.

Drake(y) shook out his body as he stepped back from the tree, obvious bruising showing upon his shoulder. The unscathed, stronger shoulder. he sighed, turning to spy his uncle move to attack a tree with powerful thrusts of his body. So what if this wasn't proper training?

Sighing, he turned his good eye to Allura, watching her attack with anger and determination. Sauntering over, he watched her stance and movement. "Use your weight if you must, slam all your body into it." He explained, walking round her briefly and watched as she slammed herself into the tree again, hatred burning in her eyes.

"Don't use anger, it will blind your attack and cloud your mind. Keep your mind calm, she will use your anger to toy with you." He explained, moving to a thick tree close to him, closing his eyes and charged forward with a mighty leap of his hindlegs, he flew at the tree, slamming his bad side against the bark and hearing a snap. But a grunt, a pain filled grunt, left his lips as he applied pressure to the sensitive skin, the nerves a wreck from Mare's attack. But he only leapt back, huffing before charging again and attacking with his sides, eyes closed.

Drake(y) bounced back from the tree, landing in a awkward position with all four legs spread wide and his head ducked close to the ground. Flicking his spaded tail, he felt anger and raw hatred burn through his veins, pumping out adrenaline and giving him power. But no! That's not how he wanted it. With a shake of his head and flaring nostrils, he calmed his anger to clear his thoughts and keep his ears perked.

He heard Allura move, could hear almost everything. The trees rustling, the grass moving and even the bark that broke under Allura's movement on the tree. With a snarl, he leapt forwards once again, diving and bending his neck low so he slammed the top of his neck, his back and his rump against the tree. He heard a snap and felt the tree begin to topple over, taking him with him but he quickly righted himself with a push off the tree with his wings. Thus allowing him freedom from the attack and to knock the tree over.

Silence created him as the tree hit the earth, he was proud and snorted as he fluttered his eyelids open. His good eye resisted, knowing he would need to be able to trust his hearing, but he glanced down at the trees that fell to the Earth. Smirking, he located a tree around the same size of the one he just toppled over and dove toward it from the sky.

Drake(y) felt his body collide with the attack, the bark giving way under his weight and cracking up around his form and causing the tree to tip over. Splinters were evident across his body as the sudden impact caused the tree to literally explode around his body. But he kept forward, not stopping his pace as he basically flew through the tree, exiting upon the other side and gasping loudly at the sudden exposure to raw wood and splinters.

But then, his wings gave out and he hurtled tot he ground in complete shock, landing sprawled on his side and breathing heavily as he stared at the hole he had put through the tree. And this is why Nightmare wanted him to train. He growled, feeling his muscles scream at him, and his head pounded loudly.

"God dammit..." He muttered, remaining on the ground gasping and calling for breath until he felt it time to get up. With straining efforts, he stood up and moved back around the tree. His step was heavy and his head light, but he felt accomplished. Then he stared over to Allura with his good eye, watching her root-up her second tree.

"Ah, we are progressing fast." He muttered, just no registering the line of trees to his left that signified his uncle's departure.

Drake(y) felt pride swell deep within his chest, a small smile curling on his lips as Allura found another tree. Shaking out his coat, he barreled forward into a sudden gallop, charging with his horns out. Snarling, he slammed, head first into a tree and pushed with his might. Hearing a crack as the root began to uproot under her strength.

The tree was a large one, obviously almost double the size of the tree he had flown through. It's bark a dark colour, and it seemed to bleed where his horn pierced through the bark, only it was only tree sap. Growling low against his breath, his vicious fangs latching onto a root as it came up, tearing the thing with serrated fangs to pieces. Flicking his spaded tail, he push on.

He could feel the pressure of the tree against his horns as he pushed on, his middle horn stuck within the tree and numb under the pressure. Pain flashed before his eyes as he burrowed the horn to the very bottom, pushing harder against the tree. He huffed loudly, fluttering his wings to give him more flexibility of the legs as he moved to brace himself more.

Obviously, he was putting himself through hell. His back legs shook against the force, his muscles straining to adjust to the sudden weight of the tree as he rooted it up. Pushing with his might, he soon found himself toppling himself over a tree root and slamming into the tree once more, right from the ground. A cracking sound was heard as he planted his hooves on the tree's trunk.

His horn was stuck.

With a mighty yank, he wrenched it free and sent pieces of wood flinging everywhere, his head flinging back to ruffle his mane and to arch in a way would cause great uproar. He stood as a warrior of his family, proud and trained. Snorting, he glanced over to Allura with his good eyes, smiled then toppled onto the ground, exhausted.

Drake(y) grunted as Allura fawned over him, a sound to let her know he was fine. Shifting his weight, he moved until he was laying on his stomach, staring at her and a small, thank you, smile. Sighing softly, he flexed out his wings and flinched at a crack they made, but it was a good flinch.

As she left, he turned to survey their damage, his eye roaming over the fallen trees, broken roots and the tree with a hole in it. They had surely progressed, and when they were ready he'd give her a gift. She deserved it while standing at his side, she would bear his family's armor and be gorgeous in it. She would need it.

As she few back, the water bowl, er... bark, set don beside him, he marveled at how she worried over him. And if he wasn't already in love with her, he may have fallen harder. He loved the way she cared for him, it was cute. He smiled, nodded slightly and bent to have a small sip from the water, flexing his wings once more as another crack was heard.

Pulling his lips back, he had left some water for her in case she had not stopped for a drink herself. "Come, let us rest together my Queen." He murmured, shifting into a more comfortable position where she could lay beside him. As he shifted, his muscles gleamed from the sweat that layered over his body. A bath wain order.