Toklo; Soon To Be A Hero

[Harley's Rainbow]

Tokllo titled his right wing slightly, letting him dip and cut the head of the dummy clean off with a single claw. Pull up! He screamed in his mind, trying to get a draft under the thin membrane of skin. Too late... Toklo slammed into the ground , dirt flying up around him. He flexed
the sharp claws that were at the corner of his wing. With a sharp roar,
he took the the sky again, back legs pushing him high into the air.

His
sharp teeth pierced the fake flesh of the dummy, ripping it's head
clean off the the base. The slight resistance slammed his back into the
ground. His mouth was open is a sound of slight pain, but he quickly got
up and flapped his wings, the powerful wind blowing the severed head away. Toklo tilted his head as a elf approached. The wyvern had seen it around before, but not often. Was it here to help him train? Perhaps.

His
natural instincts to show off were beating around in his mind, letting
him take flight easily. The male could easily duck and twist and turn,
but not when fighting. He was always the last on the training grounds,
taking out endless dummies that had to be replaced very often. But every
time he killed he hit the ground. Toklo knew that in real battle,
that that one move could cost him his life.

Shaking the rattling thoughts away, Toklo took off into the sky. I won't hurt him, just scare him. He
though, diving down. Razor sharp back claw hooked in the vest, taking
the male elf into the air. It was extra weight, but this he could
handle. Without warning, the wind changed. It caused the thrashing body
to sling back and send them both hurtling towards the ground.

Toklo managed to set the elf on his feet before skidding to a stop on his stomach. He shouldn't of thrashed so much!

(You can be either that elf, or another elf)