Tvaylin sat calmly in the middle of the group with lots of space around him, the other wyrmlings were curious about him but kept their distance due to his blood covered body.
They sniffed at him and cast the occasional glance as the matriarch finished opening doors. The large goldling he fought from yesterday was at the edge of the circle staring daggers at him as she clawed at the ground in agitation, clearly she hadn't forgotten about how he was the one who made her fall.
Tvaylin stared back at her before snorting and turning away causing the goldling to almost charge him from his disrespect. Just as she was about to give in and rip him a new one the matriarch turned her attention back to the group.
"Now we will begin our lessons from yesterday, find a partner and we will begin the play wrestling! For the new comers the rules are simple, NO CLAWS" she said as she looked down at Tvaylin before she continued, "no teeth, no intention to seriously harm or maim of any kind, the point of this exercise is to pin your opponent down or make them submit."
As she finished explains the rules the wyrmling's quickly got into pairs and started to face off. The angry goldling came right up to Tvaylin before speaking up. "Little silver bastard you will fight me today and you won't win!" She hissed angrily at him .
Tvaylin bristled at the insult once again before he lunged at her, claws fully extended he surprised the goldling with his sudden aggression, she knew he would be mad but she thought he would atleast follow the rules!
He quickly swiped at her face forcing her head to dodge back as he jumped into her, he lashed his tail out at one of her feet forcing her once again to shift her weight to one leg, as her leg went up he bit down hard onto the side of her neck but was unable to peice her harder scales.
The goldling shoved back as she brought her claws down on his head, she hit his small horn crest with punishing force while regaining her balance.
Tvaylin shook his head in irritation before taking a step back from the large female who now wary of his claws, she had seen what they did to a fully grown adult and she could only imagine what he could do against her much thinner and smaller scales, "your claws are sharp but you are just a silver wyrmling, as noble as your line may be you are too young and small to win against me without blindsiding me." She spoke in a smug voice.
Tvaylin's head was throbbing but this just fired him up more, he had lost the exchange but he was relentless in his determination to win, he just had to get behind one of her front legs and he could savage her side… if he was quick enough.
Seeing the determination in Tvaylin's eye's she knew he was still engaged in this fight.
She charged at him and just like he expected she was going to use her front claw to bash his head down again.
He dodged under her arm and slid against her ribs before comming out to her side, the tricky maneuver worked and he didn't give her a moment to turn to him as he threw himself onto her back and started shredding her flanks with tooth and claw.
The goldling screamed in agony as tvaylin started mauling her, finally getting the matriarch's attention she quickly bent down and tried to pry Tvaylin's claws from the goldlings back as when she lifted him he held on with all his might wanting to get revenge for being called a bastard!
"TVAYLIN LET GO!" The matriarch boomed down at the fighting pair before he retracted his claws from the females back.
"I said no claws or maiming of any kind! And here I find you latched onto Draphel's back! This is your last warning Tvaylin or I will be forced to remove you from the others till you can learn to LISTEN TO INSTRUCTIONS!" She hollered at him till she called down enough. "What do you have to say for yourself!?"
Tvaylin sat in angry silence while she went off on him and when she was done he was able to explain himself.
"She challenged me and called me a bastard!" He said as his claws dug furrows in the solid stone under him.
The matriarch remembered her outburst yesterday and how she was the cause of the name calling. Feeling guilty she looked down at Draphel the goldling with anger in her eyes, "Is this so?"
She asked simply as she spat each word out one at a time making the gold wyrmling shiver in fear.
Draphel lowered her head in shame before replying, "Yes matriarch."
"I see you goldlings still think you are better than rest of the other nest champions as you come from "his" line. She starred in frustration at the other golden nest champions!
She had tried so hard to get the entitled goldlings off their high hills and to stop looking down on other dragon races! That was the main reason why the race war broke out in the first place! It seemed somethings just wouldn't change without major shifts in the noble's upbringing!
"We will have to break you all of this habit." The simple statement from the matriarch made the 3 goldling females shiver in terror. They had been in her punishments for think this way before and what she had done to them then made what was going to happen a cake walk and she could barley move for a 2 days the last time she slipped up. This was going to be worse… much worse!
The matriarch told the other wyrmling to continue with training while she picked up all 3 female goldling nest champions and headed off into the distance towards a distance entrance into the cliff face that was overseen by what looked like a very large steel dragon as many smaller dragons of all ages went in and brought things out and threw them into a massive pile below the ledge.