tournament

The Dawson family was having its annual catfight tournament. They were a competitive family, and the women were no exception. Arguments popped up now and then among them, but things always seemed to be settled at the tournament. Dawson women of all ages could enter, as long as they had the ambition and the guts to fight their kin.

Grandparents, daughters, mothers, aunts… they would all be there and itching to throw down. Fights could have unique arenas, conditions, etc, which were drawn at random from a series of suggestions by the male members.