This was humiliating.
Though at least, this was a grown woman she was fighting, a seasoned warrior though how she yearned to sink teeth into flesh and shake until she was groveling beneath her, meat and bones that she was. But no, instead the yearling was getting pushed around, to the point she nearly toppled backwards as the fight was called in the woman's favor.
Polly could see the opportunity as the pair broke away, could see the opening oh so kindly provided, all it would take was one lunge as the woman turned....but no. She had to lose with grace.
The yearling nodded her head at the warrior, even though her teeth begged her to finish it properly
Congratulationsbefore she turned to leave the ring, so the next could join.