Haunted Wood Rough Around the Edges

His smirk becomes positively dangerous. “You’re quick to agree.” He jokes getting ready to fight. 

He stalks to her right slightly, eyeing her down and waiting for an opening in her defenses. Of course she doesn’t have any, she’s a seasoned warrior after all. So he takes his opportunity and pounces towards her, not directly on her, merely right next to her to break her guard. After, he teeth bare to the open air looking to latch onto the fur of her scruff of luck permits. Of course he’s not looking to actually hurt her, so he won’t take a hold of her too hard.