Gilda Has asperations to be the best in the League! Her first victim? Spitfire!

Story by 'Sparkplug71'
Part 1:

A normal day with Gilda.

Spitfire huffed as sweat dripped from her brow, the poor mare had been getting positively worked over in this match. She had possessed an impressive undefeated streak up until now, the likely streak breaker stood just a few feet away. Clad in a snug fitting yellow bra and bikini bottom, along with some knee and elbow pads to match, Gilda pointed over at Spitfire and drew her thumb across her neck.

"Face it Military Dweeb! You don't got the skill to take on this Queen of the Cage! Might as well as just give up now and save yourself the trouble!" squawked the cocky gryphon. She took another step towards her, waiting to see just what the Pegasus would do.