He grinned, glad he had mostly covered Ashara, before standing up. "Aunt Ashara is tired and needs a little while to recover. So, how about we go play, and let her recover for a bit?"<br/><br/>He picked up the red dragoness, and rubbed his face against hers, ignoring the fact that she was larger than his human form, and led the way out, the twilight dragon following behind. He set her down, and lead the way to the nursery, before whistling loudly and piercingly. "All dragons over the age of two, it is combat training time! Lets head to the simulation room, and get you started."<br/><br/>He had to jump to the side to avoid the minor stampeded of dragons dashing for the simulation room, they all enjoyed combat training, especially when he ran it, mostly because it was not only good training, but also interesting. The few remaining dragons were mostly sleeping Night Furies, and he decided that they needed a new name, because they weren't night creatures or full of fury. They were as relaxed and easy going as he was, and more interested in going faster and precision than brute forcing it. He grinned as he snagged the last dragon, a night fury male that was maybe a month old, and shook his head. "Nope, not old enough, you get to stay here."<br/><br/>He set the young protesting male back in the room, and rubbed his neck, before holding up his hand, and using some magic to toss some magic lights around, that would move away from dragons like a squirrel would. It would be good hunting training for them. He laughed as all the remaining dragons sat up and stared at the five lights, before he stepped out of the room, and winced at the sound of several small bodies hitting the walls as the first pounces missed, but there were no screams of pain, so he headed off to the simulation room. He grinned as he found about thirty five youngling dragons of ages from two to seven, and two hobgoblins as well. "First combat is... solo against a hero."