It was night, past time since the moon rose in the starry sky. There was almost no soul in the gym as everyone who used it to train or spar already left, there in an empty room, the blonde was lightly stretching her body after a hard training session that went on for several hours, her supple skin glistened faintly from the sweat. Focused as she kept stretching herself, Iria was wearing her official wrestling outfit which tightened against her curvy figure, even for doing things as sparring or training she preferred to wear it, while she didn't usually train until this long, but while Iria always gave high praise to her wrestling skills, truth was that she got them through a great deal of effort.
Just about when Iria was considering leaving and head to the showers, she noticed a lone woman standing in her way. She probably had the same idea as her and probably stayed up until this late training, Iria thought, it wasn't an event that strange but that wasn't what the blonde was paying attention. The woman standing in front of her had blue hair and was quite stunning, pretty buxom yet still maintaining the fitness you'd expect from a prowrestler... Iria eyed her up for a few moments, admiring her beauty before she noticed the bluenette's eyes meting hers, a faint mischievous smirk appeared on the blonde's lips as she closed the distance between them with a playful strut. Now, Iria hadn't met her before, she didn't know anything about her... That said, she was set on changing that rather quickly.
"My my... What do we have here?" Iria greeted her with a mellow tone --
"You shouldn't wander this late at night sweetie. You see, wolves lurk around at every corner at this hour after all~..." Seductively, Iria's tongue slowly brushed against her lower lips as she flashed a playful smile at the bluenette. She was the wolf, the way she was gazing at the bluenette's figure like she could devour her at any time left no doubt of that, she was hitting on her.
"Name's Iria. Iria Luna. I don't think we've ever met before. Yours is...?" She tilted her head slightly, wondering how would the bluenette reply. It was night after all, and sometimes training and eating had a lot in common. For example? There's always room for dessert.