
Dressed in her typical mission and now wrestling outfit, a fur bikini that left a lot of space for free movement, Nidalee inhaled and exhaled next to her locker as she got ready for her first fight. She was looking forward to this match more than she had looked forward to anything in years.
"It's my first time," she said to herself. "Stay focused on the win but don't tunnel-vision. This could be a great change to make some connections, rivals, or acquaintances."
"Maybe even a friend," she thought, before quickly dismissing the thought, laughing to herself. Nidalee couldn't imagine making friends after all she's been through.
Nidalee took one last deep breath before strolling out into the stadium with a stoic expression on her face. Her entrance music began to blare throughout the arena.
The black-haired beauty waved to the audience and took one lap around the ring before sitting down in her corner, waiting for her opponent to arrive.