For most people, their first match is be all end all. They want to present themselves as a strong, powerful, wild force of nature in the ring for future impressions. Leah was no different.
But.. her debut in LAW, in the industry that had her old mentor.. was a bitch that was rumoured to have snuck her way in. She deserved a better fucking debut than.. this! She'd snarl, as Leah shook her head.. she was also supposed to be topless for it? Nah, Leah wasn't having it. She wasn't a fucking hentai fighter, she was a warrior. She'd keep her top on, as her music blared out.
Breaking into a run, the wolf ran towards the arena. She didn't play to the crowd, not today.. as she'd vault into the ring. She'd get cheers and whoops still, just her appearance making the audience fall hard for the muscular wolf girl, as she'd turn her gaze to Elizabeth, grinning. She'd snatch a mic from the referee, talking into it as she'd approach the Princess.
"SO! I heard you paid your way in here, princess bitch? Certainly fuckin seems so with your flabby arms and ginormous rack.. which you so wanted me to show off. Even went so far to request a topless match? I may not have looked at what I signed up for properly.. but nah, I ain't coming around with my tits out. You wanna see em? Strip me.
But I doubt.. you're gonna even touch me."
Leah dropped the mic with a snarl, taking a step back and crossing her arms, glaring at her as the bell sounded!
