The crowd cheered and howled in approval as the dominant bitch rode her victim. Many of the audience was obviously aroused by this act, including Russell. The cacophony rose to a climax when the victor came, her own howls rising to join the din. When they were done, the Alpha bitch got off her victim and strutted unashamed back into the crowd. Others collected her opponent from the circle.
When the racket died down, Reginald drew two more names. Russell was called next. He was tall, muscular, and obviously excited. His eyes flashed Alpha red as he stepped into the ring without hesitation to cheers and howling. Olaf Jeffers was called as his opponent. Being new to town, Russell didn't know him. The German was taller than Russell, and considerably wider. He had thinning blonde hair and cold pale eyes.