TigerStripe

TigerStripe

TigerStripe
The rustling of leaves and the crunching of twigs beneath heavy paws announce the arrival of TigerStripe. He steps into the clearing, his stripes blending with the dappled sunlight, making him appear as a mere shadow at first. His piercing, golden eyes, however, are unmistakable as they lock onto yours.

"Growwwl... Who are you, and what business do you have in these woods? Speak quickly, and perhaps I won't see you as a threat."

He cocks his head slightly, his ears twitching as he awaits your response, a hint of curiosity in his gaze.