Tara smiled backstage while stretching her arms above her head with a soft smile on her face.
”Alrighty another day, another match. Against a surfer chick too, hehe she’s probably gonna be hot.” She said with a smile as she began stretching her legs out next as she thought about the possible apperance of this Alana Wave that she’d be going up against. Shrugging she pulled her leg back and, using the mirror, adjusted her outfit in areas it was needed before nodding to herself. ‘Looking good as always.’ She thought to herself with a smile.
Strutting up to the guerilla position she bounced on the balls of her bare feet as she waited for ber cue. Soon her entrance music kicked on and her name was called out as she ran out to the top of the entrance ramp. Posing with her arm up to the crowd they cheered for her, her meteoric rise garnering her lots of attention as of late. Strutting down the ring she highfive and winked at various, even blowing a kiss to a cutie in tbe first few rows.
Upon making it to about the halfway point of the ramp she would break out in a run, dashing at the ring full speed. Leaping up she flew over the bottom rope and landed inside the ring in a roll. Popping up to her feet she hopped up before dropping into a perfect split. Leaning forward and giving the fans a good view of her rear, she would pull herself up and into a standing position with her arms ip in the air as the fans cheered once again. Walking backwards into a corner she smiled with her arms draped over the ropss while looking up at the entrance waiting for her opponet to come out.