Akira's eyes would flutter as she began to wake up. Groggy at first, the kaiju would start to move her arms to try and feel around her surroundings. It felt soft. Rubbing her hands over, it became clear she was laying on a bed. It wasn't her bed cause she just used a mattress and a blanket. This one had sheets and everything. Searching her memories, Akira would recall she'd been in a match. A good one too. And as she remember it she realized she'd lost the match, and as per the stipulation, she was now her opponents prisoner of war. Groaning as she rubbed her head, the muscular woman would sit up as she looked around. Akira realized she was completely naked. Her opponent must not have bothered to put any clothes on her. Probably got a lot of stares as she was dragged her by the lioness. It didn't bother Akira too much. She would like to get her clothes back, though. Of course the woman didn't think that was very likely to happen if they were left in the ring.
"Uuuggghh...hello? ...Kitten?" Akira would groan before calling out. Her head was pounding, most likely from that vicious pile driver she'd received. For now though, her focus was finding her 'owner'.