Ranked Match: #4 Angel versus #3 Tiffany Laurence

Angel let out a sharp cry as she felt Tiffany jerk her hair. A slightly pained expression came over her face as she was pulled up to her feet, then another cry as she was whipped to the ropes.

It definately seemed Tiffany had the early advantage now, despite Angel's determination, but the match had just started, and the leggy Latina still had a few tricks up her sleeve. As hit the ropes, she would grab on to them before she could bounce off, using them to stop her rebound, glaring over at Tiffany again.

"Not this time, bitch..." She would mutter to herself under her breath, lightly pushing herself off the ropes and raising her arms up in a protective manner, beginning to move in towards the cowgirl again.

"Bitch?" Tiffany said. "Come on now, don't be a poor sport."
When Angel began advancing, Tiffany strode forward to meet her. She'll try to grab her opponent, crouching low to try and get both arms around Angel's waist. If the Latina falls victim to the grab, the cowgirl will try to lift her so that her feet leave the mat, her arms squeezing Angel's waist and back in a crushing bearhug.

As Tiffany came in towards her and went low, though, Angel would suddenly burst to the side, going down even lower than Tiffany. She extended one of her long, strong legs in the process, going for a wide sweep on Tiffany's own legs, hoping to put her back down onto the mat.

If Tiffany was taken off her feet by this, Angel would bend down and grab for one of her feet, hoping to be able to start violently twisting her foot to the sit, attempting to lock in an anklelock hold on her.

Tiffany fell forward as Angel kicked her legs out from under her. Before she could try to get back to her feet, The Texan felt Angel seize one of her legs, twisting her foot as she applied the anklelock. A cry of pain escaped her lips before she could grit her teeth. The ref slid in, asking if she would give, but Tiffany replied with a strong "No!"

Looking up, Tiffany pushed herself onto her hands and gave a lunge towards the ropes, looking to get a hand on them before the submission hold could do too much damage.

"Yes!!" Angel would cry back at her, twisting her foot angrily around, her voice filled with determination. She knew Tiffany wasn't going to go down easy, but for now she was going to wear her down as much as she could. Gritting her teeth, she would try to take a few steps forward, trying to get Tiffany away from the ropes before she could grab onto them. They were fairly close though, so whether or not she would be able to get the Texan away was anyone's guess...

"Ahugh!" Tiffany cried out as Angel continued to twist her foot. However, her hand closed on one of the ropes and the Texan clung to it, prompting the ref to come over and call for a break.

Angel growled angrily at the ref. Damnit, she didn't expect Tiffany to break free already!

Nevertheless, she would let go, throwing Tiffany's foot to the mat and stepping away from her, glaring at the blonde as she assumed another stance before her. "Heh, back up then, bitch..."

Tiffany stood up, raising her leg and moving her foot to and fro. Not too bad, but still....too close. Narrowing her eyes she stepped out of the ropes, circling Angel warily for a moment before raising her arms guardedly.
"Well? What are you waiting for? You want my spot, then come and take it!"

Angel knew Tiffany was trying to bait her with those words, but...it wouldn't be worth it to play things safe, not this match. Her heart pounded in her chest, sweat already forming on her dark skin, dripping down her curvy form. She had to keep up the offensive, she had to keep Tiffany from getting any sort of chance to recover. She had to...

She took a deep breath, trying to settle her nerves a bit, then rushed in towards Tiffany. She would pull her arm back, as if to throw a punch at her, but at the last moment she would quickly feint to the side, instead going to throw a stinging kick towards the back of Tiffany's leg instead.

Tiffany, being cautious, didn't fall for Angel's feint and saw the kick coming. Turning her body and stepping in, she accepted the kick on the side of her leg, giving a hiss of pain as she tried to get in close enough to grab Angel around the waist. If she manages to get a hold on the cunning Latina, she'll try to lift her off the mat and into a belly to belly suplex with a loud yell, showing one of the many high impact slams that the Texan had in her arsenal.