An Oath of loyalty

As soon as Oath accepted the spar Az rolled his shoulders and kept that smirk in place. Did Oath know he planned to put him under him? Probably not. "Wouldn't dream on it.... be ready to be on your back under me." He gave a chuckle before lifting his tail and turning serious. And Oath came at him.

It was a small surprise but Az grinned. He let Oath "unbalance" him. His hips met the ground as he pivoted slightly to his left and he aimed to simultaneously wrap both his legs around Oath's neck. An attempt to grapple him. His jaws came snapping in the same moment towards Oath's scruff, aiming to get a good hold of the muscle there. His lips peeled and muzzle wrinkled but no anger was in it. If he had his way he would drag Oath with him in the next second. He kept his quills pressed flat to avoid an unwanted injury on Oath with them.

"Atreyu" || "Azriel"