L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Ivan steps into the ring, his bright blue eyes scanning the area as he awaits his opponent. He flexes his muscles, making sure to display his toned physique as he poses confidently in the center of the ring for the fans that is giving him his income.

Tonight's a weird match though.

Ivan can hardly believe he's matched up against a cat girl - he's never seen anything quite like it in his years of fighting. The peculiar idea both intrigues and unsettles him.

It better not be one of those weird animals in the internet.

As Ivan pondered his opponent the curtains were pushed aside to reveal a short woman in a suit carrying a microphone in one hand and a rolled up red carpet in the other [image=][/image] The woman would sit the rolled up red carpet on top of the ramp before pushing it causing it to roll out and cover the entire ramp before walking down the ramp making sure to smooth out any creases she saw as she made her way to the stairs leading up to the ring. After clearing her throat she spoke into the mic “Representing The Lion’s Den from Winnipeg,Manitoba,Canada weighing in at 116lbs The Cheetah of Winnipeg Zoey Johnson!” As soon as her music began to play Zoey rocketed through the curtains and down the ramp before jumping in the ring through the middle and bottom ropes. Quickly jumping to her feet and waving at the crowd as they and her opponent took in her attire. [image=][/image]

Ivan's gaze follows Zoey as she bursts onto the scene, taking in her unusual yet striking appearance. The cheetah print bikini clinging to her petite yet voluptuous figure is a far cry from what he's accustomed to seeing in the ring. He raises an eyebrow, intrigued despite himself.

"So the competition's here," Ivan remarks, voice echoing through the arena as he addresses Zoey directly. "Let's hope you're not all flash and no substance." He smirks.

Ivan's eyes linger on Zoey's breasts, appreciating the generous curves displayed by the revealing bikini top. He can tell she's put together to appeal to the audience.

"Looks like the fans have got themselves an entertaining match tonight," Ivan says with a confident grin. "Better not disappoint 'em." With that, he settles into a boxing stance, ready to engage with his feline foe.

As Ivan greeted her with his confidence laced remarks zoey’s head was focused on something else entirely “They’re seriously paying me a king’s ransom just to fight this guy?” Zoey thought with a raised eyebrow “this is the easiest money I’ve ever made.”. As Ivan took up a boxing stance Zoey put her hands on her hips swinging them side to side as if they were a metronome. When the bell rings zoey will dash forward and make it appear she’s throwing a punch at Ivan’s head but it’s a feint to throw Ivan off so she can kick him in the groin. If she succeeds she’ll put his head under her arm looking to follow up with a DDT.

The bell rings, signaling the start of the match, and Ivan springs into action. Zoey's feint strike catches him off guard, and before he can react, a swift kick lands squarely in his groin. Ivan doubles over, clutching his aching testicles, his vision blurry from the sudden pain.

In that moment of vulnerability, Zoey seizes the opportunity. She hooks her arm under Ivan's chin, forcing his head back. With surprising strength, she slams him down to the mat, delivering a brutal DDT.

Ivan crashes to the ring, dazed and reeling from the impact. His world spins as he struggles to get back to his feet, still clutching his groin in agony. He looks up at Zoey, his blue eyes narrowed in determination, refusing to yield to her initial assault.

"Fucking cat lady," Ivan growls, his voice strained but filled with grit. He staggers forward, preparing for the agile opponent.

“Nya Nya” Zoey chimes while swaying her hips at Ivan’s growl clearly enjoying the glare she was receiving from her opponent. Seeing him stagger forward Zoey decides to kick at his legs hoping to send him back down to the mat. If she succeeds in sending him back down to the mat she will continue to sway her hips and taunt him by sticking her tongue out. If she fails to send him to the mat she’ll throw a half hazard uppercut at ivan’s jaw.

Ivan grunts in response to Zoey's taunting, his glare intensifying as he focuses on countering her next move. She lunges forward with a kick aimed at his legs, but Ivan's quick reflexes allow him to sidestep it effortlessly. The attack falls short, and Ivan seizes the opportunity to strike back.

With a swift punch, Ivan aims for Zoey's midsection, trying to catch her off balance and to stun her with the hard blow.

To Zoey’s shock and horror Ivan swiftly sidestepped Zoey’s kick before launching his own offense in the form of a gut punch. “GAH!” Zoey yelped as Ivan’s punch connected before covering her stomach and back peddling away from him, unknowingly backing straight into the ropes.

Sensing his opening, Ivan advances with purpose, his fists poised and ready. Zoey, caught off guard by Ivan's sidestep and counterattack, finds herself backed into the ropes. With a grin of triumph, Ivan unleashes a flurry of rapid-fire punches aimed directly at Zoey's exposed midsection.

"This is just starting!" Ivan growls, punctuating his verbal threat with a series bodyblows to Zoey's belly.

Ivan didn’t relent, pounding zoey again with bodyblows. “Akk!” “Gah!” “Nnngg” “Arrgh!” Zoey exclaimed as Ivan landed 4 devastating body blows each one with booming power. As Ivan geared up to throw a fifth punch Zoey would go for an eye poke if it was successful she will follow it up with a springboard enziguri