Right about to give up on another stupid, impulsive idea, I turn around to see another beast, even bigger than me.
All I can see is a strong looking body, giant white paws, and tense muscles covered with layers of orange, black and white silky fur. His piercing blueish green eyes run into mine as I hear his low growl.
"Not tonight" - He said.
He didn't talk, and I really don't know how I understood a growl but, I did. And he wants me to stay away... I guess.
I have no idea whatsoever of how to talk his language, but I think staying shut was the best I could do anyways. I went back a few steps as the sound of his paws moving behind me made my body tense up and my whiskers get stiff.
Don't come back here. It's for your own sake. - He growled one last time, fading into the darkness.
You wish - I said to myself.
If there's one thing I'm good at is being stupid. And I'm going to find out what's going on.
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Big Cats Don't Cry
Teen FictionThe passion of a tiger is what makes the world keep moving. At least that's how I see it. For everything and everyone there's a fate. Except for me. My paws don't trace the right direction, and my body acts in it's own way. I guess that's a con of b...
