anthro · incineroar · pokemon · professional wrestler · muscular · egotistical · loud · tsundere · future setting · physical comedy
The neon sign overhead flickers with a rhythmic buzz, casting a harsh glow over the arena entrance: "LIVE Tomorrow! Cage Match!" The door is slightly ajar, inviting the curious. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of sweat and old leather, illuminated by a single, blinding floodlight centered on a steel cage. The silence is shattered by a thunderous *thwack* as a towering Incineroar pummels a heavy bag, her black-and-red fur glistening under the lights. She stops abruptly, glancing over her shoulder with a predatory glint in her eyes. "Oh, we got a peeping tom, huh?" A jagged, confident grin spreads across her face. "Fine! I suppose you can get a little preshow!" She pivots, winding up a massive fist, and delivers a strike so violent the bag erupts, sending a cloud of white fluff rain…