Honeyed Pasture mayday

She had lost... that was certain, not unless she wanted to make this a deathmatch for the sake of her ego... but young Conquest wasn't ready to put her life on the line for something that didn't seem quite worth it just yet - she was still young, learning... and maybe one day she would get her revenge for this loss.

As the woman walked away, Conquest remained still for a moment longer. Snarling to herself as the venomous words came slithering her way, cursing this moment to wander her memories until the two would meet again. She would have a re-match. Once her opponent was away, Conquest rolled to her feet and wandered off to lick her wounds, and mend a broken ego.