The skunk was never well loved by the crowd, the familiar jeers from the crowded arena crash down on him as he enters, but he is relatively unphased. If anything, he is more angry, more bitter, more determined to show this bunny who's boss. They love him. Moxie enters the ring to thunderous applause. He might be cute if he weren't so damn cocky.
"Your lovely white fur's going to be ruined when this is over, pretty boy. Almost a shame." The skunk trudges to his corner, leaving a pawprint shaped smudge of grease and sweat with each step. He turns to face the bunny, a solid foot of oozing, uncut cock on full display. "We're going to have fun when I get my hands on you." His manhood twitches on cue, the bell rings and the fight begins.
For now, the skunk is going to wait. Catching a hare seems like hard work. He moves forward to threaten as much space as possible with his massive body and looks for any easy opportunities to get a hold of his opponent. All the while he growa hornier and fills the air in the ring with his choking musk.
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