Renhett didn't object to being tested in a fight and in showing her willingness, Valentine's opinion of her grew marginally. Eagerness didn't equal quality or capability, but that she so readily accepted his challenge helped shape his first impression of her. More than once his borders had been visited by hopeful cowards and each time they'd crumbled under the weight of his scrutiny. It pleased him, really, to know that his methods weeded out the weak.
"Then you will be fighting me," he rumbled, his stance growing defensive. His expression grew serious. Inclining his head slightly in a short nod, he then parted with the words, "The first move is yours." Out of instinct his pulse began to quicken and his pupils grew wide. This was only a test, but that didn't stop
OOC: For ease of judging I'd prefer two rounds.
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NOTE: Valentine has a female striped skunk companion named Lefty. Unless stated otherwise assume she's present.
