The heart of California was a few things in tandem, civil rights, good bagels, sports, and The Bad Guys. It was a monthly occurrence that they'd made away with another major hit... until Marmalade. The Guinea Pig's scheme getting completely busted sent shockwaves through the state... because it was the usual villains that thwarted him!

It's been months though, and as time went on, the 'Bad' Guys, seemed to shift sides, and now sat on a streak of actually good deeds, though it didn't exact assist them in getting... employed, or being allowed anywhere... or much else.

So, it was a decent shock when your next opponent was revealed to the world and yourself... Mr Wolf, with his corner team of, pretty much all the Bad Guys, Shark, Piranha, and even Snake. Indeed, to the world at large, it looked like this Lupus version of Lupin the Third had fully committed himself to something new, and that something seemed to be the world of boxing.

California, Terrier Arena, Fight Night.

The lights were already dim as you rounded out the undercard before the main event, you walked out to the rowdy crowd of dogs and cats, lambs and wolves, hell, some smaller mice were riding on top of taller animals like giraffes. It was a true melting pot of spectators, and when you entered the ring, you got a nice look at your opponent.

Wolf leaned back in his corner, the typical smug smirk on his face as he seemed to ooze confidence. His trunks and gloves remained a pristine white and gold, some of the remaining wealth must've been sued for them, but he still wore white perfectly. His body was toned, lightly but still rather notable. And behind him was the crew, all dressed to make sure Wolf went the distance. You could hear them as the spoke.

Shark: "That's your opponent...?"

His voice was slightly nervous, you were decently impressive looking.

Wolf: "Cool off, Fins, this'll be easy."

Quickly, Piranha piped up.

Piranha: "It damn well better be! You better not waste a moment of my trainin'. I put my all into that!"

Wolf chuckled, shaking his head.

Snake: "We're serious Moe... you've gotta make it five rounds against them."

Wolf nodded, sighing a little.

Wolf: "You lot worry waay too much. It's me guys, when have I ever let the team down?"

A collection of mumbles followed, before Wolf rolled his eyes.

Wolf: "Point stands, I'll make sure it lasts, hell I might even get us that victory cash."

The group pauses, before silently looking away... until Piranha breaks through.

Piranha: "You manage that against them? I'll eat Lou's hat."

A small bit of laughter drew from them all, before they set back to you.

A few moments later, the bell rang out...