[FWC] Tournament United States Vs. Ireland

Morrigan stared at Taylor and stood up. She shoved her hands in her pockets looked over Taylor. She still had her taser but that wasn't an option now. "Fine, let's go." She said, seemingly the calmer of the two. "No need to air our dirty laundry in public, right?" She said with a smirk as she passed by Taylor on her way out of the arena.

Taylor's indigo eyes smoldered as she watched the ruthless redhead make her exit. All she could think was how stupid she must have been to think that Morrigan would ever be anything other than what she is.

She stomped up the ramp after Morrigan, not even pausing to acknowledge the fans.