Bitterroot Valley and i saw nothing here but you

Kratos is quicker than he seems sometimes, occasionally a flash of fire consuming all in the blink of an eye. Teeth meet Zephyr's leg, closing vice-like. A muted snarl bubbles up in response, and he twists away violently. He doesn't expect to have enough strength to break the hold, but his mate's grip seems to slacken suddenly. He breaks free, and everything is still for a half-beat. A moment of opportunity. He lunges, taking advantage of Kratos's uncharacteristic moment of hesitation to try to end the spar before it goes any further.