"Oh." Oblivious of their continued misunderstanding, he nodded. "Mmhm, ever been to a swamp?" He was willing to bet all she'd done with Shaye was splash around in a teeny tiny mud puddle. Swamps were smelly, gloppy places. Another possibility was turning Angel loose. That boy would have find the grossest substance Imperium had to offer and gleefully smear it all over her. But adding the boy wouldn't be much of a date, would it?
He shook his head. What was he thinking? This was a lesson, there was a purpose for being here. Valen cleared his throat again. "Anyway, we can talk about that later." Both the innocent dirty and the not so innocent kind. This was important and he wouldn't be turned from it by even the most tempting of ideas.
Slowly the brute set his defenses. He widened his stance and splayed his toes as his knees bent and weight centered - effectively lowering his center of gravity and making it harder to displace him. His head lowered and his tail rose, these two defenses coming together to bring his spine into alignment. Along his back his hackles rose as his shoulders rolled forward and his chin tucked. Valentine's ears fell flat as his eyes narrowed, the skin around his eyes and along his forehead wrinkling. "Alright. We'll start small. Show me or tell me how you'd come at an opponent."
"Talk"Think"You"
NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.
