The Lion and the rabbit! Amy Evans vs Death Bunny

standard match


The music started playing once again as the Lion dressed woman crawled out to her typical entrance and started to look around at the crowd that cheered her. This time around it seemed they took her attire to another level and put her up agaisnt some girl dressed like a rabbit, predator and the prey scenario if you'd like. She didnt really care so long as she was worth the time that was beigg given to her she hated having her time wasted.

Crawling her way to the ring she let out a roar before standing up and taking off the fake claws and tail. When she went for her wig the crowd began chanting. "Keep it on! Keep it on!" Amy looked at them and growled before deciding to just comply and move inside the ring getting into the corner waiting for her opponent.

The arena lights dimmed until there was only pitch blackness with sparkling cell phone flashlights dispersed like stars in the night sky. The eerie lighting effects setting the morose mood before D.B.'s grim theme would start echoing through out the stadium. The deathly bunny girl keeping her head tilted down as she marched down the ramp to the unsettling chanting of her theme before making her way into the ring by ascending the steel steps and through the ropes.

Unfurling her trenchcoat and wide-brimmed top hat signaling the end of her theme and the illumination of the arena, also revealing her white cotton top and snug hot pants jeans that accentuated her smooth curves. Her dead-eyed gaze centering on her "lionized" adversary before hooking up her belongings on the nearest metal turnbuckle. Someone in the booking staff of the company apparently still getting a kick out of the oh-so-clever concept of matching up animalistic competitors...

"I hope you won't say something unbearably corny, like "Welcome To The Lion's Den." I'd rather not hate you off the bat...I should probably get to know you first." D.B. grimly stated while approaching the middle of the ring, rotating her arms to limber up and get the kinks out.

Amy saw her opponet come down to the ring, not being able to get a good look at her through the dimmed lights and her keeping her head down but it didnt really matter. She had seen this entrance at a couple events she watched so it wasnt like she didnt know who she was dealing with. Instead she simply waited for her to enter the ring so she could get this started.

"Please I wear the costume I dont embrace the idea of a lion besides the strength behind it." From here, ane got off the corner and moved into the center of the ring to start the match whenever Death Bunny was ready. "Id much rather show you how good I am then talk about it."

"Hmm...now there's an attitude I can get behind." D.B. coldly smirked from Amy's succinct response, the bunny girl cracking her knuckles in eager anticipation for a worthwhile brawl. It was the perfect answer that D.B. was looking for, especially after having been subjected to Kelly Conway's screeching voice and the endless blustering of other blowhard competitors over the past few months. After all of that, she was ready to bring things back to the basics.

Now sooner would the bell chime off in the distance than D.B. would make for a sudden and probably over-ambitious attempt to lockup with Amy. The collar and elbow tie-up bringing them forehead to forehead and chest to chest as D.B. attempted to usher the lion lady back to her corner, the bunny girl gritting her teeth from tensing her muscles into the bull charge.

Amy raised her arms at her opponents words. "Well then I suppose there's no need to waste any more of your time" the blonde said as she simply waited for the bell to ring and start the match with the more experienced opponent. Once it did the two locked up with Death Bunny trying to force her backwards while Amy fought to keep her position and do the same to DB.

The two were pressed against each other as they did this, there bodies extremely close as they sought to be the first to overpower the other. Amy eventually decided to break the stalemate with a knee, raising it to catch her opponents belly before pushing her backwards

D.B. tensed her muscles in the aggressive lock up, extending one of her toned legs behind her to help leverage against being bullied backward herself. The strain on her muscles was nothing she couldn't handle considering that for now this was more a test of eachothers strength than anything else. One that was swiftly interrupted by Amy plowing her knee directly into D.B's gut.

"Hugh!" D.B. grimaced and lurched over herself, her mouth gaping slightly but still maintaining the shaky lockup. Though given that she was winded and taken off guard by Amy's strike, her stance was wavering and unsteady. She sucked her teeth in annoyance from being overpowered and ushered back step by step.

However once she sensed that the corner turnbuckle was creeping up behind her, D.B. would groan in exertion and twist them both in place to now have Amy against the turnbuckle. The bunny girl then rearing her leg back and attempting to ram the side of her thigh into Amy's stomach.

Guess first blood was hers, Amy thought as her knee caught her opponent right on the button and subsequently she started to push her opponent backwards and into the corner. Eager to get an early lead in the match with a few good moves in the corner she tried to keep pushing forward, however this backfired as D.B was able to use her momentum to turn her around so she hit the turnbuckle instead.

Amy grunted from the collision but that didn't really stop her from continuing to push before D.B caught her stomach with her thigh. "Mmggh." she groaned as she leaned in a bit, the corner not giving her much breathing space. "So that's how you want to play it huh?" She said as she started to push again and get free of the corner.

D.B. had only just met Amy, and while she couldn't confirm if she had the courage of a lion, she could confirm that she had the strength of an ox. Twisting and reversing their positions not coming as easily to the bunny girl as she thought, but her counter worked out all the same. Amy now supposedly trapped against the corner after having D.B. ram her thigh into her slim midsection. Something that D.B. thought would keep Amy nice and placated...the bunny girl apparently thinking wrong once Amy started shoving back against her once more.

"Tch...You're...ngh...feisty..." D.B. scoffed in annoyance from once again locking up with Amy, groaning from the strain of attempting to shove her lion-like opponent backward. "...I hate feisty..." D.B. coldly remarked before shuffling her hands up to fold them behind Amy's blonde mane. Tilting Amy's down and practically into D.B.'s cleavage before attempting to deliver a few piercing knee strikes right into Amy's gut.

Amy was still trying to fight her way out of the corner as the two animal-esque fighters locked up in another struggle, though this time D.B was trying to drive her downward and keep her pinned to the corner where she would have control which Amy just wasn't going to let happen, she was going to take this bunny chick down as soon as she got loose again. "Well is a good thing I'm unconcerned with what you like."

Amy though she might get out when suddenly she felt more knees dig into her belly as Death Bunny pulled her in for them. "Uggnnh!" she groaned out as she felt her knees buckle slightly from the blows which killed her forward push. Growling in annoyance she pulled her arm back and tried to nail her belly with a few punches to send her back as well and get revenge for the knees.

Keeping Amy caged and under control was starting to become more trouble than it was worth, the bunny girl already resorting to one of her more tried and true methods of wearing her opponent down. Namely by clenching her hands behind her opponent's head and plowing her knee squarely into their breadbasket to knock the wind out of them. D.B. noticed Amy's forward momentum had finally come to a grinding halt, and she intended to keep up her gut churning strikes before Amy would beat her to it.

"Hggh..." D.B. winced and lurched over herself once Amy started delivering her own pelting strikes to her abdomen. Every connecting punch making the bunny girl jerk back and slouch forward into their clenching grip, her folded hands on the back of Amy's blonde head gradually loosening as a result of the unforeseen reprisal...