Songbird vs. Scarlett

Songbird said, "You go first, my friend. Whenever you're ready."

Go first? That was a strange way to go about it. Regardless, Scarlet lowered herself to a low position, raising her fists and preparing for the fight, beginning to circle her opponent slowly, changing directions every once in a while, keeping the ring open.

Songbird was watching Scarlett circling her, but she had an idea. "I was expecting you to attack now, but I can see that I need to do that." With that before Scarlett changed directions, Songbird would jump and grab her shoulders and plant her feet in her stomach. Then, she would roll backwards and throw her forward.

Scarlet's hands grabbed Songbird's wrists when she gripped her shoulders. Once her feet were in Scarlet's stomach, she sucked it up and rode it around, planting her feet on the ground on the other side of her opponent. She used the momentum from the toss to trot forwards and spin around with her arms up once again, "Whooh, exciting!"

Songbird smiled back. "Isn't it just grand? Now it's your turn!"

"This idea of taking turns is pretty strange to me," Scarlet smirked, stepping forwards and delivering a diversionary blow to the girl's forehead, following through though, with a powerful knee to her stomach. Her powerful legs moved her forwards quickly and carried her past her opponent where she could turn around and offer up the next turn...

"Not unless your opponent has got a plan to throw you off!" said Songbird as she took the punch, but not until she would catch it afterwards. Then she would roll Scarlett into an armbar.

Scarlet had a twisted expression of discomfort, tugging at her arm, letting it slide into a position that might have been uncomfortable for some. She glanced at her opponent's eyes, attempting to gain freedom so she could stand and fight back!

After a few more seconds, Songbird would release Scarlett from the submission and see what she got. This time, she'll leave herself defenseless and let her opponent do some damage of her own to see what she's capable of.

Scarlet rolled to her feet towards her opponent, trying to take the offense quickly and aggressively. With a fire in her heart, she moved in close as fast as she could, attempting to deliver a short jab to her opponent's stomach. Watching her carefully, Scarlet kept her fists tight on guard, forcing a few new punches, still short, quick jabs, hoping to wind her opponent.