Big Salmon Lake Be my Yoko Ono

In a strange twist of "what the fuck just happened-holy shit im falling" events, Āzon felt his body quickly descend to the mud as Bronco managed to swerve around the brute and pull a leg from underneath him; talk about anticlimactic. Just when Ignis thought he had the upper hand this time, it couldn't change the fact that his opponent was sharper than a hawk. Another suprise pulled from Bronco's sleeve -- and another smile appearing on Āzon's face; sparring with a strong opponent proved to be rather enjoyable. Something Ignis never thought of before.

He stayed in the position he was stuck in for a while, akwardly shifting his paws and shoulders in the mud to try and get a bit of leverage. A few moments of equally akward silence followed too while thinking up a counter attack. To be honest, being pulled into an "ass-up" position really slowed down your train of thought (and drained your dignity). Though when an idea finally sparked in that thick skull of his, he'd use the leg that was actually free from Bronco's grasp and launch it towards his face. Hopefully not hard enough to actually land on any sensitive areas, however, because Āzon merely wished to graze his cheek.