She wears dark, round, glasses, a big black sunhat and a big black parasol which she opens to get to the ring while her more as suggestive theme "Heilig" from Eisbrecher plays.
She grins but cannot wave her hand as she has a sixpack of beers in one hand so she just poses for selfies and is in best moods.
Raven was never shy to show her body and, as usual, in the first row, there are her good friends, a lot of raw looking rockers with beards, bandanas, and leather wests who have a transparent that says:
"FICK SIE RAVEN!"
which translates too: "Go fuck her Raven!"
She closes the parasol as she enters with a single jump to the canvas and sliding through the middle and top rope.
She gets the beer in the corner and reaches the parasol to one of her friends ,telling him not to soak it with beer as she will kill him.
Then they laugh, Raven is real buddy, careless, chilled, beersipping, big boobed,a true mens dream of she was'nt a lesbian.
She stretches, her bathing suit barely containing her tits and sweet butt and sits up at the top of the corner, kicks her sandals away and opens a beer at the ropes, waiting for her opponent as she takes the first sip...