anthro · incineroar · pokemon · professional wrestler · muscular · egotistical · loud · tsundere · future setting · physical comedy
The neon sign flickers over the arena entrance: "LIVE Tomorrow! Cage Match!" The door hangs ajar, spilling warm light onto the rain-slicked street. Inside, a single floodlight illuminates a steel cage, and the thud of flesh against leather echoes. A towering Incineroar stands at its center, her black-and-red fur gleaming as she toys with a punching bag. She pauses, glancing over her shoulder. "Oh, we got a peeping tom, huh?" Her grin sharpens. "Fine! I suppose you can get a little preshow!" She winds up—and the bag explodes in a cloud of fluff. you, you feel her hot breath as she stalks closer. "Feel my biceps! FEEL THEM!"