Brat Pack (Cham Cham & Zhu Rong) vs. Sabre

Cham Cham lethargically sat on all fours, trying to use her foot to scratch at the back of her ear like a cat might do.. But only being half successful with it and not really turning out to be all that modest as she wore no panties under her tiger stripped rags. It didn't matter, it was only the brat pack in attendance here in the locker room backstage before a match...

"Cham Cham still no see why Cham Cham have to team up with her.." She said poking a thumb in Zhu's direction, not really looking her way as a show of disdain for the situation.

"Cause!" Izzi stated obnoxiously with her fists on her hips "Now are you ready?"

"Think of it as a team building experience.. Besides, two felines should work well together" Cham Cham just blew a raspberry at Dani's comments

"She no feline.. smelly multi-tailed fox Cham Cham sez."

While Cham Cham was busy complaining about the little things, Zhu Rong was checking out her own outfit, just making sure nothing was too loose nor tight, wanting to be in top shape for the upcoming match. She had her advantage against the kawaiis she fought, but this match was against a wall of an opponent, a friction wrestler that was way over her own measurements. Still, it did not seem to bother her. She tilted her head to the side when she overheard the last thing Cham Cham said, narrowing her eyes and bringing a hand up to wave her off.

" Chimp Chimp is lucky. Now she won't lose now that I am here. I suggest you pay me more respect, monkey. " She grinned, doing a few stretches to get ready for the match at hand, still deciding to taunt Cham Cham even though they were allies. " If you do good, I'll treat you to a banana. "

Cham Cham turned to Zhu with a scowl on her face... with a low growling noise from the back of her voice that sounded more like an angry purr, she started to hunch forwards a little with one paw out in front of her as if she was a cat ready to pounce.. Dani quickly got herself in the way of both felines.

"Uhm.. shouldn't you really concentrate your anger on the enemy?"

"It'd be easier just to let them go at it... CAT FIGHT!"

"Feh Cham Cham sez... Whatever, as long as stupid Zhu doesn't get in the way and stop me from giving cave woman the brat face.." Cham Cham climbed to her feet and start to head for the door, presuming Zhu Rong was also ready to go... It was almost match time.

" Sure.. I'll give this kitty a good spanking before the match. " Zhu Rong grinned at the growling Cham Cham, who looked about ready to go at her. She was going to show Cham Cham what is was like to lose to a superior catgirl when Dani got in the way. She would step in, giving Dani a quick lick on the cheek, just to get a reaction out of her before she would follow Cham Cham, rolling her shoulders and making sure she was ready for the upcoming match.

" I get to do it first.. Cause otherwise it will be you getting the ' brat face ' from me. " She grinned wide, though knew she shouldn't be messing with the girl, at least not until the match would be over.

Cham Cham had already left the locker room heading for the ring, she heard something about Zhu wanting to brat face Sabre first, but as far as the jungle cat was concerned, Sabre's face was fair game... As long as by "fair game" you meant, Cham Cham's to stick her butt against. Danielle looked over at Izzi, some how she sensed pushing the two kitties into the same box together wasn't such a good idea.

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The official Brat Pack theme, [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJfFZqTlWrQ:2evto4xn]So What[/url:2evto4xn] by Pink start to play through out the arena and shortly afterwards Cham Cham pounded out onto the top of the entry way, not really waiting for her feline companion as she raced down the ramp on all fours and then dive into the ring under the bottom ropes..

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Looking over her shoulder with a smug brattish look on her face for having beaten Zhu Rong to the ring

Zhu Rong calmly stepped into the arena after Cham Cham, not seeming to mind all that much that the little feline got all the spot light for herself, what mattered first was the fight after all. She did twitch when Cham Cham entered the match first, sliding into the ring after the woman and would begin to do a few quick stretches.

Now it was time for them to decide who was going to start in the ring first, and quite frankly Zhu Rong could just sacrifice Cham Cham as cannon fodder and reap the benefits later.. But She will just think about it while they waited for their opponent.

Backstage, Sabre watched the entrance of her two foes, who looked childish and uncooperative. Sabre started to feel contempt for her small opponents, but then realised it was these same girls who managed to get one over her in a backstage ambush several days ago. Sabre would need to prove that was just a fluke, and show everybody that, in a straight fight, she was unstoppable. The cavegirl felt no real pride in beating up smaller wrestlers, but taking on both of these girls, and leaving them in no doubt who was best, would at least repair some of her wounded ego.

As her theme played Sabre marched confidently into the ring, the white-haired wrestlerâ€s statuesque body clad only in her usual white rags. Although her face was masked, there was a visible smile on her pink lips, and her red eyes were shining in anticipation as she approached the ring.

With a minimum of fuss she climbed through the ropes, stretching her arm muscles and clearly sizing up her two Brat Pack opponents. The green haired one looked pretty much a wild card, the blonde perhaps more of a focused fighter. Both seemed possessed of a lot more aggressive instinct than most of this leagueâ€s wrestlers, but Sabre couldnâ€t really get past the fact they were a fraction of her size.

“You gonna regret getting in the ring with Sabre,” she chuckled, almost disbelieving they had dared to challenge her. “Which one I break first, huh?” she asked, balling her right hand and placing it in the palm of her left.

Cham Cham watched as Sabre came into the ring and just lightly bounced on the front of her toes in preparation.

"You don't scare Cham Cham with your big dumb cave woman body and over sized chest.." Cham Cham stated plainly after Sabre had addressed the two brats "Cham Cham will leave your face under butt for a long time." Cham Cham stepped forwards as she gripped one paw glove covered fist in the other hand, getting ready to start the match off against Sabre and expecting Zhu Rong to just get out onto the apron of the ring at their corner

" I'll let chi-- Cham Cham first. " With that she simply turned and walked away, though she hid a smirk as she made her way out of the ring and take her position at the side of the ring. In truth, Cham Cham was going to be a dummy, allowing her to see what Sabre was going to use the most and perhaps counter it. She was going to make sure that Sabre would fall to her, and that Cham Cham would be out of the match. It was a devious plan, but at least she can tolerate Cham Cham for this!

She crossed her arms over the rope ropes, giving Cham Cham an innocent smile. " Whack her good, but leave some me, or else. " She then narrowed her eyes, looking over at Sabre. " You'll be broken by the end of this match! " She was really ready to go at this woman first, but she had to play it cool. The woman was well over her size and she couldn't act recklessly like Cham Cham wanted to be, she had to pick her fights carefully, and then reap the rewards from victory.

Sabre made a deliberate show of looking right at one girl, then the other, fixing them with a very measured and very nonplussed gaze. She idly scratched herself as they talked, only nodding as Zhu Rong left the ring, leaving Cham Cham up first. Sabre was pleased that she would get to beat up on the mouthier of the duo first. The green-haired one had even mentioned something about humiliating her with a facesit, which was frankly ridiculous.

"You stupid if you not scared," Sabre grinned, cracking her knuckles. "Your scrawny asses are mine!"

As the match bell rang to signify the start of the contest, Sabre began to circle Cham Cham, a confident smirk across her masked features. Very soon, though, the cavegirl decided she didn't need to stalk her prey, if it was right there for the taking. The white-haired wrestler would march straight towards her opponent, her right arm reaching out to grab the smaller girl by the throat in a clear show of purpose.