Lady Lakota vs. White Feather

Normal Match decided by Pin, KO, or Submission

The arena was filled with fans as they waited for the match to begin. This was a special one for this featured two Native American fighters. They were interested to see both of their skills in the ring and were anxious to see how this one turns out.

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 street dancing. People were beginning to be mesmerized by her skill as she made her down the walkway.

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.

A [url=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AX5xIv_NS08:2tus7e3j]traditional Lakota war chant[/url:2tus7e3j] picked up as soon as the first theme ended, and Lady Lakota emerged at the top of the entrance ramp, wearing her own traditional headdress and colorfully decorated attire over her black and green bikini and fringed skirt. With a little yell of her own, the girl began to do her own war dance as she made her way down to the ring. As she did so, she took a chance to check out the girl who was waiting for her in the ring. She looked a bit taller, but she was dressed pretty similarly, and that brought a smile to the Lakota girlâ€s face.

Her entrance was certainly a bit less flashy. Rather than doing any sort of flips or handstands, she simply climbed in between the ropes and into the ring, waving to the fans as she did so. She was just very excited to meet someone else like her here, half a continent and an ocean away from the Indian reservations of the central United States. The audience certainly seemed to be excited, too—it was certainly an oddity, matching up two fighters of the same exotic ethnic group for a fight.

“Hello, there!” she said with a smile, walking over to her opponent and offering her a peace pipe. “Itâ€s a pleasure to meet you. Will you share this pipe with me as a sign of good sportsmanship?” She paused for a moment, before adding: “My name is Janet Wiles—I like to call myself Lady Lakota, however. As you might have guessed, Iâ€m of the Lakota people, specifically the Hunkpapa tribe. May I ask your name, and what tribe you are of?”

White Feather went to her corner to relax a bit while watching her opponent come in. She smiled when she saw that it was another Native American with a similar outfit. This should be quite interesting.

White Feather accepted the peace pipe and smoked it as a sign of good sportsmanship. "I am honored to meet you, Janet, and I'd be happy to do so. I am also glad I'm not the only Native American here." She chuckled afterwards in the joy of having someone like her here. "My name is Layla McCarthy and I'm descended from the Mojave tribe."

After White Feather had smoked from the peace pipe, Janet took it back and smoked it herself, sealing their informal pact to have a good match. Not that it really seemed necessary—White Feather seemed like a very friendly girl, and Janet was still a little giddy over seeing another Native American girl wrestling here at AFW. “Excellent,” she said, handing the peace pipe over to the referee for safekeeping. “Iâ€ve got to tell you, Layla, itâ€s really a thrill to be able to find another Native American here. Heck, weâ€re thousands of miles away from home! Iâ€m really excited to see what youâ€ve got!”

She clapped her hands together and bent down into a fighting stance, waiting for the bell to ring. “Iâ€d bet itâ€s thrilling for all these Japanese fans, too,” she observed. “They probably donâ€t know much about our peoples. Though, to be fair, I suppose not many people outside of the United States would. But I bet theyâ€ve got all sorts of questions. ‘Oh, do Native American girls compare the size of their headdresses?â€â€ She giggled.

White Feather smiled as she replied, "Same here, Janet! I hope we have a good match today." She would too get in her fighting stance as she added, "Yeah, I suppose they do. Let's see if we could answer a few during this match."

As soon as the bell rang, the match went underway!

Janet nodded, getting ready to take White Feather down. While the other girl was a little taller, Janet was confident that she would be able to win the match. While she did prefer hentai, she was trained in kickboxing and submission wrestling.

When the bell rang, Janet would begin circling the other Native American girl slowly, looking for an opening. As she did, she couldnâ€t help but make one little observation. “You know, Layla, youâ€re a very pretty girl!”

White Feather followed Lady Lakota as they both circled around the ring, preparing to strike. She smirked when she heard her opponent's compliment. "Thanks, you too! My family says that also about me."

Wanting to go first, White Feather would go on and charge at her opponent. Once close, she would attempt to a haymaker punch.

Janet ducked as White Feather sent the haymaker in her direction. Thanks to her much shorter height, she managed to get under it, the fist just barely scraping her head, though it did send her long, black hair flying in all directions. Smiling, she bounced back up and put her fists up, ready to defend herself against any more punches which may be coming her way.

“Thanks,” she replied with a smile. “I have to be honest; itâ€ll take some effort on my part not to undress you. I usually do hentai matches, and you are quite the looker. But Iâ€ll restrain myself, I promise.”

Having said that, she would throw a punch of her own at her opponent, aiming at the other Native American girlâ€s stomach.

White Feather would shake her hand to get her opponent's hair off so they can continue the fight. Then Janet's next comment sounded very confusing. "Undress me? Why would you have any thoughts of such things?"

She would try to block the punch to the stomach in order to give a headbutt to the face to push her back a bit.

Janet grunted in frustration as her own punch was blocked, and then cried out as her opponent headbutted her, sending her stumbling back, clutching at her nose to make sure it wasn't bleeding. When she found her face was still dry, she let out a sigh of relief.

"Why? I mean, like I said, you're pretty, and every match I've been in before now was, to one extent or another, a hentai match," she explained. "So it's difficult for me to refrain from stripping a pretty girl when I'm in the ring with her. Like I said, though, I'll control myself."

She rushed forward, trying to wrap her arms around White Feather's waist and tackle her to the mat.