You point and shoot, how hard can it be?

Lia backed up Zeph's claim and he turned his beak toward her to give her a grin. "Yeah! I won, by the way, don't let her say otherwise - I definitely won." Placing his reaching talon back upon the ground, Zeph turned to regard the teaching wolf once more. Basilisk was encouraging him over to try and fight him instead, and with only a reluctant glance back to the dummy, the chick decided to humor him. "Ok, but I was almost there."

Waddling back towards the wolf, it seemed his size grew with every new step taken. He was nearly the size of Artorias, and Zephyr hadn't spent any time wondering how to defeat a monster of that stature. He gave a soft throaty hum as he considered it, standing below the giant and realizing how out of range nearly everything was.

Everything except... the toes. Glancing back at Lia with uncertainty, he lifted a shaky talon. Artorias had said he couldn't hurt friends and family, but surely when there was an invite given it was more okay? Having made his decision, the hatchling brought his attention back to the only part of Basilisk he could reach and stabbed his talons down into the wolf's toes. "Like that?"

"Zephyr"