" See my way through the darkness;
Guided by a { b e a t i n g } heart. "

Satisfied with his nips to the vulpine Gembound, he'd squirm off into the distance, perching neatly atop his bone. It was his prize now! Tossing his head up high and puffing his chest, Azazel was happily unknowing of the fact that Saudade was definitely not done with him. As soon as he heard the crash of footsteps, it was far too late for The Bone King. The wolf's chest collided with his, paws wrapping about his backside. And down the two went into a divet in the bone room.

Azazel rolled and rolled, his back pressing against the floor hard. That would definitely bruise later. There were probably a few broken quills of his feathers as well. Grunting, the bird spread his wings and wrapped them about his opponent the best he could, carmine eyes flashing. Maybe he could make use of a spell... Scale, as he'd called it. Closing his eyes as the two still yet tumbled away from the bone, the bird's gem shimmered. He'd will the atmosphere to close in on himself and the vulpine. Maybe he could stop himself and the boy from falling anymore... then Azazel could get away and it would be hard for Saudade to pounce again! Mental win!

The Bone King would try to draw the atmosphere close around him, and even if it didn't work... he'd still try to escape the tumbling mass that was the duo. It'd be difficult if his spell worked, but he could at least try, right?

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{ FIGHT STATISTICS }
AZAZEL v. SAUDADE for SPAR
ONE TWO THREE FOUR FIVE

{ INJURIES } ~ bruises on shoulders, small bites on toes, bruises all along backside