Eirlys practically skipped and hopped her way over to the backstage curtain. Her headphones were jacked up to the max and blasting out some kind of dance music so damned loud that everybody around her could hear the
music as if it was coming out of a stereo. She decided to start off this day positively since she was sick of getting stressed out over the usual "no idea who the bleedin hell my opponent is" shtick. No matter who she was going to rough play with today, she'd greet them with a smile on her face!
She danced down the ramp to her own rhythm with a cheery pep in her step. With her eyes shut one would expect her to slip up and possibly trip on her way down, but instead she went through the whole thing flawlessly! Now another reason for the headphones would be to drown out the usual coddling from the audience. Though as she climbed up the canvas and somersaulted over the ropes, she noticed the audience was going on about their usual act however but they weren't only looking at her. She could read their lips and definitely tell they were talking about a cutie in the ring, no wait cuties plural. Curious as to how seemingly adorable her opponent seemingly was, Eirlys pirouetted around...and tried not to drop her jaw as she slowly took the headphones out of her ears.
This girl...
was exactly as short as she was.
The rookie stood bewildered as she casually tossed her music player aside and approached her opponent. She could only blink in disbelief. For once she wasn't looking up to see eye to eye just straight ahead! Quickly realizing that she was probably making the situation a little awkward for Morgan, Eirlys tried to laugh off her odd behavior and extended a hand to her fellow lightweight to wish her good luck.
