A Predator and Her Prey

Sandy would grow uneasy, yet very frustrated as the lioness growled ike she was to be preyed upon. Sandy was still floored, so she could do little to prevent the pounce!

With the strange attacker pinning her down, Sandy had finally decided to give up reasoning with her. "Fine, if you won't speak with your mouth, perhaps you'll speak with your hands!" Sandy would aim a punch square in the lioness' chin and then roll over to try to escape from under her!

The lioness grunted a little when she got punched in the chin and Sandy took advantage of that to try and escape. But the lioness roared out loud as her eyes shifted towards her prey. Before Sandy took another step, the mysterious predator would attempt to rush in and dive to grab hold of Sandy's ankles to make her trip and fall. If this worked, the lioness would also try to roughly pull her closer to her on her back so she can get right back on top and start punching away at her face.

Now, the lioness wants Sandy to experience what it means to face a true predator.

Sandy would almost make it to her feet before having her ankles pulled from underneath her. She would topped over and roll to her back quickly before seeing her assailant pounce towards her. She would raise her feet to try to push her opponent away and across the ring with her feet! If this worked, then Sandy would get to her feet yet again and assume a stance to be ready to fight!

Sandy didn't know who this woman was or what she wanted from her, but she resolved that now wasn't the time. The lioness seemed to want a fight and she was getting one!

The lioness was ready to have her beat down on Sandy, but the black-haired girl managed to shove her away with her feet. She would grunt and tried to hold her ground before getting in her own fighting stance against her targeted prey. She growled lowly as she started to walk to her and raised her arms up. It looks like she is offering a test of strength to see how Sandy's strength can go against hers.

Once their hands locked together, then the lioness can start pushing against her.

Sandy would hesitate for a second, wary of the woman's growls before accepting her foe's offer for a test of strength! She would grunt and push for a few moments before driving her knee into the lioness' gut, attempting to get the upper hand and beat her questions into her, hoping that she'll answer to force if she won't answer to words!

The lioness would feel Sandy's hands gripping hers and she began to push against her. She wants to demonstrate her strength in order to be feared. However, Sandy wouldn't necessarily go along with the test of strength as well as she should. The black-haired girl would push at first before driving her knee into the lioness's gut. "GUGH!!" the lioness coughed out from the impact and she roared loudly at her prey as she doubled over.

But while she was in that position, she would try to once again tackle Sandy in order to pin her down and rain down some punches on her to start weakening her. If this worked, she would look deep into Sandy's eyes and whispered with a growl, "Tengo hambre...Tengo hambre..."

Sandy would smile as her knee connected with the lioness' abdomen. She would attempt to grab her attacker to follow up but was meant with a quick tackle and was floored yet again! She would put up her forearms in an attempt to block the punches that would follow, mitigating some of the damage. Despite this it still hurt, and Sandy's forearms would redden to make the damage visible.

In the midst of the punches, Sandy would hear her foe speak to her for the first time. "Hungry, huh? I took some spanish in high school. Me llamo Sandy. Por que estamos luchando?" Sandy would make an effort to reason with her one last time. She valued the eccentrically clad woman's motives but that learning them wouldn't establish any peace between the two. Sandy was determined to fight this out.

When Sandy responded in Spanish, the lioness would stop punching and hear her ask why are they fighting. She would heave deep breaths before saying, "Yo quiero...una oportunidad. Una oportunidad de luchar!" She would then get off to let Sandy recover before she can strike again. At least Sandy got a chance to reason with the predator, so in turn, the predator can speak out her reasoning.

"They never gave me a chance..." The lioness, saying those words, felt more angry as if the memory of "them" still haunted her mind.

"They never gave you a chance, huh?"

Sandy would answer her while getting up and recovering. "Well...I don't know your story. But I do know you're a fighter. If someone stopped me from having a good fight for a while, I'd probably attack a unsuspecting girl, myself."

Sandy would assume a fighting stance with her arms in front, ready to grapple. "Vámonos! Show me how you're going to repay "them" for not giving you a chance! Show me why you fight! Sandy acknowledged the lioness' motives and sought to understand her the only way wrestlers knew how: by fighting!

"Gracias," the lioness said with a quick bow of her head, appreciating the fact that Sandy could see her as a fighter. Once Sandy got up, she too would resume a grappling stance as she walked back to her. If the predator wanted to prove herself in the field, then she must show it to this other girl.

The lioness would raise her arms up for a test of strength as she added, "Be aware though, I can go rough at any time." If Sandy accepted the invitation, then both girls would lock hands together and start pushing against each other.