Aella Midori smiled as she stretched backstage, limbering herself up in preperation for her first match in ages. Next to her sitting on a chair was none other than her daughter Alizeh Midori with a pensive look on her face. “Mom are you sure about this? I get wanting to get back in the ring but a natch like this to start off?” She asked worried her mother had bitten off more than she could chew but of course the woman just smiled at her and walked over kissing her forehead. “Don’t worry sweetie I’ll be fine. Just watch and learn.” She said confidently before turning and heading to the entrance ramp.
As her music began playing throughout the arena she soon followed, coming out and turning before throwing a arm upin the air with her head tilted back. The moment she did gold fire works would shoot around her highlighting her figure. Immediately in response the crowd cheered loudly from such a dazzling presentation. Standing straight once more she strutted down the ramp with a sensual rotation to her hips, each step drawing more eyes to her form as she passed. Making it to the ring she walked up the steps walked out across the apron to the middle. Turning she winked at the crowd before leaning back, over the top rope while throwing her leg up in a vertical position smiled at the crowd before going all the way back and landing on her feet.