Another chapter of DMR is up now! I hope you guys enjoy reading this one too! My Doc Manager didn't want to work for a while. So I couldn't upload any new chapters.

Thalia perched on a small stone slab not very high up off of the stone ground. She was sharing this particular space with several other Tyto's. They were the same group that Thalia had trained with the night before. She heard the nervous clacking of beaks around her as they all looked towards their guidance today. Nyra was with a more 'important' group of owls today as this new owl who would be overlooking their training put it.

Thalia ruffled her feathers impatiently as she looked to the owl, a small glare in her dark eyes. 'Start already! What are you waiting for?' She felt like screeching at this incompetent bundle of feathers.

"Today you will be practicing your flight." He finally said. Thalia perked up with interest. "The strongest flier will get to be moved up to a more advanced flying class." He finished. Thalia was always one of the strongest flying owls of her age group. She knew some of the others were sloppy fliers. Noisy, and carless.

She managed to move fast silently and took a great deal of care in her flight. She often was preening these feathers that lifted her into the sky, as she wanted to maintain them. She looked at some of the older owls in her group. Their feathers ragged at the end from the lack of care and fighting. They looked like hagsfiends. Not a respectable Tyto that are the purest race. Their feathers were a disgrace to the Tyto family.

She tilted her head as another command was uttered from the beak of the elderly owl. "Rise." He screeched hoarsely. She moved into the air, flapping her wings to form a small updraft that helped her rise off of the boulder.

She swiveled her head and her attention towards the instructor, waiting for him to give them another command. He surveyed the young owls with minimal interest. He noted the few that struggled to get into the air, and the others that managed it with the least amount of trouble.

He rose into the air alongside them with several strokes of his own wings. "Let me see three simple strokes forward." He called clearly. His voice ringed and echoed around them, bouncing off of the stone walls.

Thalia propelled herself forward. Three strokes was a simple enough task. She assumed that the difficulty would rise as the lesson continued on. He was just seeing what certain owls were capable of. She never knew how some owls wings could grow tired, she had never heard of such a thing coming from Tyto's.

"Okay. Fly in a loop now." He screeched another command. There was nervous glances from some of the younger owls. But the older ones practically scoffed at it. Thalia felt a tiny amount of nervousness worm into her gizzard, but it was drowned out by her confidence in her flying abilities. She started pushing herself forward with strokes of her wings.

After several stroke she was towards the first curve. She angled her wings and glided around where he instructed before continuing her normal, silent flight.

She landed on the boulder after she was done. She watched the others land beside her. She gave her wing feathers a quick preen before looking to the flight instructor once more.

After several more tricks and simple flying mechanics, he gave the signal for the lesson to be over. Thalia felt rather confident that she might win. He said he would tell them tomorrow. She swiveled her head as her ears picked up the boasting of a Tyto Alba. "I'm going to win it. I know I will. My family are of high ranks after all." He sneered to the younger Tyto's that clustered around him, awe in their eyes. He was what some owls would call irresistible or handsome. Thalia thought nothing of the sorts.

"What are you looking at, Sooty?" He threw in her direction. She glared at him, but started to lift into flight. "You are supposed to answer me!" He screeched as he raised in the air too. His talons outstretched as he lunged forward, catching her off guard he smacked her to the ground. Blood spilling from a shallow wound.

He smirked as he landed. "Now. Answer. My. Question." He growled as he approached her. His talons clicking on the rock. The other owls were churring around her, enjoying the little show.

She stumbled to her talons. Her eyes burning with rage. "I wouldn't have done that." She muttered as she stepped closer to him.

"Oh, I'm shaking in my feathers. What could an impure Sooty like yourself do to me? A Tyto Alba. The purest of the Tyto's." He said with a growl sounding in each of his words. He struck out his talons to trip her. But she anticipated this as he tensed up before doing the movement and she dodged it. Her talons raising to slash at his wings. A couple of feathers fluttered down.

"Whoops." She said innocently. Her eyes glinting with anger.

"You pile of racdrops!" He screeched as he lunged forward, slamming her to the ground as he dug in his talons. She wriggled uncomfortably, but she struck out one of her talons. Slightly tripping him, he stumbled off of her. She got to her talons, rising into the air.

"Come fight me, you coward!" She screeched as she dived down, barely missing him. She tried to gain more height as he rose into the air as well. Their talons locked as they came closer. There was anger filled screeches filling the air around the training grounds. She smacked him in the side of the head with a wing. Stunning him for a second she took the advantage. He let go of her talons as he staggered in flight.

She lunged forward, slashing at his breast. Meeting her mark a trickle of blood spilled from her opponent. She dodged a swipe from his claws barely as he ripped a couple of her feathers. She dived away. He followed. She could feel the wind from his wings on her tail feathers. He plucked one. A screech of pain ripped its way out of her throat. She whipped around, causing him to slam into her. They fell down out of the sky, grappling with each other the whole way. She used her being smaller as an advantage as she came out on top. He smacked into the rock.

He screeched out in pain. "My wing!" He screeched, a small whimper escaping from his throat. It had been dislocated. Thalia stepped off of him. Rising into the air, she left him there. Her gaze cold as she swept past the other Tyto's who slightly flinched back. She landed on a ledge nearby, seeing some Broodies rushing towards him. They held him down and popped it back into place.

"That'll show him." She muttered as she swept off of the cliff silently. The only sound was from her talons clicking on the stone as she took off. The Pure Ones wouldn't allow an owl her age out of the canyons yet. Not until she was in a more advanced class.

She preened her wing feathers and tail feathers gently. Her gaze blank of any emotion as she flew to get some food. She snatched a mole in the canyons, making quick work as she gulped it down. She knew that tomorrow she would know who the winner of this 'test' from the Pure Ones would be. She could hardly wait.

This chapter was a bit longer than my others. Welp, I hope you enjoyed! If you ever want me to use any of your Oc's just leave them in a review. As always please favorite, follow, and review! It would make my day! Thank You!

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