Simon smirked as he looked at the nice pics he had snapped on his camera. Nobody else would have photos as good as these - having snuck in and capturing candid shots behind the scenes would get him the views online that he wanted. His face lit up from the camera light as he scrolled through his treasure while he sat on the cold hard locker room floor in the dark. He wasn’t worried about anyone catching him - he was certain everyone had left the arena by now. Or so he thought.

Simon’s grin strengthened as he saw the poses of the wrestlers that he knew would outdo anything else already out there online. He was so engrossed that he didn’t even notice a light turn on from around the wall corner. Something big could see Simon’s tail poke around the wall, and wasn’t best pleased. Finally, Simon realised he wasn’t alone as he heard heavy footsteps trudge towards his location. It was too late to hide as the gargantuan figure stepped around the corner and slowly turned their head towards the small fox on the floor. Simon gasped in fear - it was the wrestler he had been taking so many pictures of all day. It was…

Masked Rabbit, the Scottish titan!
Masked Rottie, the German giant!
Masked Bear, the Russian warrior!
Masked Rat, the Brooklyn goon!
Masked Skunk, the French brute!
Masked Tiger, the Colombian barbarian!
Masked Kangaroo, the Australian rascal!