Bearclaw Valley Says he’s broke

I want to see your skills.

So the great Merrick wants proof then? She’s not surprised he asks for it, but those particular skills are much more difficult to show with out preparation. In order to do it properly, and without detection, she’d have to grind them up — them into a paste. A paste that is actually very tasty, despite its deadly outcome. Well, usually tasty, always depends on the plants one uses. She opts to use the tasty paste to put in carcasses or meat. 

Anyways, it’s not quite as simple as he thinks.

Only he hums out a low question after, How will you show me? And Pandora can’t help but meet him with an interested smile and a fun quirk in her siren-like eyes.

So the silver fox-like creature would tilt her head in thought before regarding him once more. “I would, but that requires preparation, great Merrick. Poisons are meticulous.” She pauses though, watching him with her deep, wine red eyes. “Perhaps I could gather supplies and test them on a hare or ungulate for you tonight.” She ends with a confident smile, but not overly so. 

She’s skilled in her trade and she knows it, but Merrick needs his proof. He wants his money’s worth if he’s going to keep her here. And that is something she’s willing to deal with. Never missing an opportunity to show her interest in poisoning others.