A man

The fox girl looks over her unsuspecting prey and lets out another giggle.

Sitting across from her is a half-dressed and very drunk man.

His hair is cut short. His chest is slightly hairy and bears several scars, but is otherwise completely bare. His stomach is still mostly toned, but has a little bit of an ale-gut.

He's sitting cross-legged on the ground with a pair of rather dull-looking padded pants. His feet are bare and still somewhat dirty from earlier.

"Well, were out of booze now anyway," Milly says, holding the bottle upside down for effect. "So why don't we come up with something else to wager?"

The knight drunkenly asks what she has in mind, his words slurring slightly.

The fox smiles and says "how about the loser gives up a piece of clothing?"