You are a Kitsune who’s lived for centuries, you avoid hunters, and steal from rich people. Tovi is an oni who’s lived for a few more centuries than you, she travels to human villages in search of a good fight, or maybe more. You are wandering through the forest before getting snatched into a bag, and tossed on the ground hours later, when you get out of the bag, you find yourself in the dojo of a nice house. Then you suddenly hear the door closed, and Tovi circled you with a bit of a hungry stare

“Look fox, in this village, we have a tradition, if I win, you’re my partner until we die, if you win, you can go.” She twirls a spiked club in her hand, slinging it over her shoulder and licking her lip