A request from
@caesarhamato22
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All three targets were shot down, black smoke arising from them. Winger wheeled around to admire his work.

"Woo! That's what I'm talking about!" He cheered.

He flew over to the next training course. He pulled back, then launched himself at the rock filled bag. Winger snagged it in his paws and shot upwards, lifting the bag with him. It began to get heavy in his arms, but he willed himself not to drop it. His paws started aching, but he pushed on further. Winger successfully dropped the bag behind the Roost, the desired location.

"Perfect!" He cheered once more.

"Hey Wing, lunch is ready!" Dak called from around the corner.

"Just a minute!" Winger responded.

He flapped over to the tree, where the Elbone dummy was wedged in between two branches. Leyla had said the objective of this course was to help get the doll out of the tree without tearing it.

"This shouldn't be too difficult." Winger told himself as he grabbed the doll in his teeth. He was wrong.

He yanked at it, but felt the head would rip if he was too rough. He tried slowly lifting it out by the head instead of pulled at the legs, but Burple had stuck it in a bit too far. Winger head butted the tree, but all it did was give him a headache and cause a few acorns to fall on his head.

"Ow!" Winger exclaimed as one hit him right above the eye.

"Winger?" Summer called from inside the Roost.

"Just a sec!" He replied.

"Hey Wing, maybe a small break would help." Aggro said. She was right next to Winger, watching him work.

"Nah, I'm good! I can do this!" He said.

He shoved his paws in between the branches, on either side of the dummy's head. This tree was rough and he could feel splinters creeping into his scales. He grunted and kept pulling.

"Uh Winger? That doesn't look so good..." Cutter commented.

"I'm fine!" Winger insisted. But he was not. He gave one final pull and the doll flew out, Winger landing on his back.

"Winger!" Cutter and Aggro both exclaimed.

"Are you alright?" Burple asked, standing over him.

"Yeah..." Winger groaned. He tried to get up but his front right leg caved in. He gave a yelp as he went down. Leyla, Dak and Summer came running out of the Roost.

"Must have strained it carrying those rocks..." He said.

"Oh Winger..." Summer mumbled. There were a few splinters wedged into his the backs of his paws. His head ached. The team watched as Winger swayed, then passed out.

Well this is depressing. You said you had an idea for this? I'm not writing anything else for now, of course. Requests are closed. But after I finish Ask or Dare 3 I will open them up again. Honestly I'm kinda worried about Winger now. But uh, here's your story and I hope you like it... (you will continue it, right?)