Azak growled atop the clearly wounded beast he now rode, annoyed he had been given such a clearly handicapped beast to drive. Its lurching, bumping movements only served to aggravate him more, pulling hard at the reins to keep the tempermental beast moving. And he was sure this was because of his damn Aylv. It had seemed like a wonderful idea at the time, having such a dangerous pet would boost his prestige and have people fear him... of course the side effect was becoming a sort of pariah because of it, and being forced to ride some wounded beast and leered at by nosy children. That, and the Aylv seemed intent on conversation, the annoying little prick, "Indeed 'pet', it appears we are... no thanks to you.", he sneered, lightly tugging on the short leash.

There were positives though, not the least of which was the attractiveness of his pet, which the Aylv seemed to notice him admiring. He chuckled at the stares of children at him and his companion. They thought he was some sort of... myth made flesh, he had even heard a few of them comment on the man who imprisoned such a beast. As Ahnci began to torture one particularly nosey child Azak laughed and looked down at the boy, "Enough Ahnci, leave the boy alone. Besides, your not going anywhere while I'm around.", he sroked the Aylv's ears showing who was in power here.

He looked forward farther up the caravan and scowled at the others given precedence over him thanks to the Aylv, talking and riding uninjured beasts... he felt the weight of his cleaver on his hip, draggin at him, wanting to be wielded. He looked down at the Aylv who's ears he had been stroking and sneered, grabbing them and yanking him back, "[i]Your[/i] the reason we're back here you know? You and your cannibalistic people!", he smiled beneath his metal mask, "But now you're my pet! Hahaha."