Big Salmon Lake Be my Yoko Ono

Bronco chuckled with delight- losing touch with any seriousness he ought to have had during a spar, but given how much he approved of Āzon already, there wasn't much he could have done to stop himself from enjoying the spar as well. The bit of smirk that had claimed the corners of his lips, however, was unceremoniously smacked right off his lips when Āzon's stray paw caught him square in the jaw, making him send a spray of spittle over his own shoulder. An effective distraction to be sure- and a fairly amusing one as well, but one that wouldn't cause him much harm, as was the aim of the spar. 

But it wouldn't stop him from taking advantage of his position, hovering over Āzon as he sought to pick himself up from the mud. Bronco took that moment to make the move he'd been hoping to prepare with his last- and sought to pounce Āzon and pin him to the ground, using mostly his own bodyweight to do so.