Cat On Donkey. Cary Vs Ally.

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Interesting, out of all the matches which he had participated in so far this would be the first time Cary had the opportunity to really get violent. With no holds barred there wasn't anything to prevent his massive talent from being shown, amongst other things that is. Still, with this being his first time doing something like this and with him having the fortune of arriving first, he took it upon himself to inspect the surroundings. The match itself was being held backstage, starting off with the two wrestlers just behind the area which leads to the entrance ramp. There was plenty of interesting weaponry and scenery for both wrestlers to smack each other with, but they weren't limited to this area alone. With the match type being so open the two could end up practically anywhere in the building, it was simply a matter of how aggressive things got, and knowing Cary, limitless aggression wouldn't be an issue.

Not having the opportunity to see any real action in far too long Cary glanced down at the oversized bulge, his manhood barely being held back by the tight wrestling attire which kept it locked away so tightly. With a scoff of irritation and a flick of his hair the donkey did his best to just ignore any temptation and look around the starting area for any prominent weapons that would be able to net him an early advantage. Unfortunately Cary was aware that thinking with his dick wouldn't get him particularly far in this situation, and he would need every bit of focus and any possible advantage to come out of this on top.

While rummaging around looking for a good bashing tool Cary had a sudden realisation, he might have arrived a tad bit early but he wasn't THAT early, where was his opponent? Was he or she late? How annoying. Not only were they just another useless cog in the machine which is this organisation, they also quite clearly have no idea how to keep time properly. With a roll of his eyes he just decided to let it go for the moment and focus on his searching, there lateness was just another way to insult them at the end of the day.

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Ally was excited to have another match lined up. After an encounter with a certain skunk, she needed to blow off some steam. For now though she was keeping her cool as she readied herself for her fight. Normally the leopard liked to be early but today it seemed she was running on time. Ally made sure to hurry backstage, not wanting to keep anyone waiting. There wouldn't be any crowd to anger, but she still wanted to be on time out of principle. Ally pushed past a few people and burst into the area where the match was set to happen. "Alright! Who's ready to get their ass kicked?" Ally eagerly called out. She didn't expect anyone to be there to answer but it seemed on this rare occasion her opponent was there before her. The cat girl grinned, her taunt not falling on deaf ears this time.

Even though she knew it was a lame joke, Ally couldn't resist. "Hah, what an ass they put me against." She chuckled, approaching Cary. She looked him over slowly. With the size difference apparent, Ally didn't think she'd have too much trouble with her opponent. The donkey standing in front of her looked anything but threatening. Ally looked down at Cary with a slightly concerned and confused expression on her face. "You...you are my opponent right? This isn't some joke?" She asked. It appeared everything was in order though so Ally would just take a few steps back and adjust her sports bra.

After a few quick glances around Ally noticed that the space was fairly open with what to her just looked like annoyances and obstacles strewn about. With a loud sigh Ally braced herself for the start of the fight. "Well I'm ready when you are shrimp." She stated, ready to get the ball rolling.

With Ally's offer to kick somebodies ass Cary stopped his rummaging for weaponry, turning to look at his opponent with a frown as he took something into one of his hands in the stealthiest manner he could. Seriously? This was the best that the organisation could offer up to him? She looked... Weak... Weaker than her opening insult, which was so played out that even in his young age Cary was getting bored of people using it and then thinking that they were some kind of comedy genius. Dusting himself off the donkey pushed himself up onto his feet, making a very conscious effort to keep both hands properly hidden behind his back. So this girl thinks that she is some kind of badass? Coming in here with the nerves to insult somebody as prestigious as him in such a manner? It was time to show her the error of her ways, as painfully as possible.

"Who the fuck do you think you are? You dare to speak to me in such a manner you ugly looking tramp!?" He retorted in a far passed pissed off manner, glaring at Ally with a heavily angered expression as he made his approach, still taking great care to make sure his hands remained hidden behind his back. "The only real joke here is you! And when you're beyond destroyed laying on the cold ground it'll be made crystal clear to you!" The donkey continued with an angry stomp of his foot, turning his head to look at the referee with the same annoyed scowl, waiting for her to give the signal to start hitting his opponent.

The very moment the short referee girl rang the improvised bell Cary initiated the immediate violence which in his eyes, Ally really had coming at this point. Finally revealing what he had been hiding behind his back this entire time Cary swung straight for his opponent with a ring bell!

With a raised eyebrow, Ally stared at Cary while he spoke. She didn't expect such insults to spew out of the other wrestler. She just stood there shocked for a few seconds, one of the rare occasions that she found herself speechless. Once he finished though Ally couldn't help but start laughing. Eventually she tried to quiet down and start taking things seriously. "Hahaha oh that's just too funny. The little shrimp thinks he's tough." The cat girl teased, still chuckling despite the fact that Cary wasn't particularly smaller than her. It was obvious she had yet to take her opponent seriously. Instead she waited for the match to start with a confident grin on her face.

With an unjustified amount of confidence, Ally approached Cary as the match started. This proved to be a mistake though as she walked right into her opponent's strike. Luckily for her she had her speed and reflexes to fall back on. They wouldn't be enough to let her dodge the strike but Ally was able to bring her arms up and block. "Gaaah! You little shit!" She cried out, stumbling to the side as the bell hit her. The hit from the bell would most likely be left a big red mark on Ally's arm that she'd likely be feeling in the morning. No longer willing to take Cary lightly, the first thing Ally would do once she regained her balance would be to try and throw a hard kick at her foe's ribs if he didn't quickly follow up.