Layne vs White Feather (Practice match)

Hardcore match
submission or pinfall

There was no music to announce the coming of this intimidating woman, perhaps none was needed... As soon as she stood out on the top of the ramp way everyone knew who she was. Layne... although a complete servant to Cassandra Sellers, owner of the Friction Franchise, she was nothing to be sniffed at.

The tall Russian brunette wore rough gray denim cut offs that showed off the underside of her butt cheeks a bit, boots and a dirty gray vest... Her dark brown hair hanging slightly tangled and long down her back.

Layne got to the ring and climbed up onto the apron, stepping in through the ropes as a number of people booed her presence. She seemed completely unphased by it though and simply took her place in one corner, waiting for her opponent

Suddenly there was a loud female Indian war cry that echoed around the building and a puff of smoke burst from the ground. Out came an Indian girl wearing a normal Indian outfit with feathers in her headress and wool boots. Then "I Can Be A Freak" by Estelle ft Kardinal Offishall started playing and the girl started to mix her tribal war dance with streetdancing.

After a few minutes, the girl did a few flips to the arena and then she jumped to the top rope to do a handstand before flipping to the ring. After she was finished with her dancing, she let out her war cry and the arena rose up and cheered in response.

Layne didn't look too impressed with White Feather's entrance... In fact she looked like the kind of girl that was not easily impressed with anything and was only interested in silent violence, silent apart from the grunts of effort and screams of pains that is.

Layne just remained in her corner, her expression unchanging as she stared at white feather... Moving out of her corner to stand intimidatingly right in front of her opponent, Layne's chest noticeably large as her breasts almost pressed against White Feather's in the close proximity

"So, you must be Layne." said White Feather with a smile. "Just in case you don't know me, I'm White Feather. It's great to meet you." With that, she would offer a hand in greeting.

Layne barely even looked down at White Feather's offering in greeting, she swiped White Feather's hand away with the back of her own hand... She stayed up close to the White Feather for a couple of seconds before finally stepping back a couple of paces, now waiting for the bell to ring.

White Feather could see that Layne was not much of a talker and that it was probably due to a past that she doesn't know about. As soon as the bell rang, White Feather would start to walk forward and wait for Layne to make her first move.

Layne moved forwards to meet White Feather in the middle of the ring seems the other girl was not approaching on the offensive. Layne moved her arms up and reached forwards to try and place her hands firmly and aggressively on White Feather's shoulders, wanting to get locked up with the girl in a collar shoulder grapple

White Feather would reach her hands out to Layne's and would instead go for a test of strength. If they did lock together, she would try to even her strength with hers.

Layne didn't seem quite as fond with the test of strength as she had been about getting White Feather locked up in the grapple where she could use her brute strength to her advantage.

Eventually she allowed her fingers to entwine with White Feather's but the test of strength didn't last long at all before Layne lifted her knee upwards to try and sink right into White Feather's belly button

"GAH!" screamed out White Feather as she got in the stomach, but she doesn't want to back down just yet. She tried to hold up her grip against Layne while taking a few breaths. Then she would try to give a sharp kick to Layne's stomach in return to try and bring her down.