Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170222205200/@comment-5543592-20170306160025

The tiger either wasn't interested in them, or it was old enough to be very familiar with people at this point, because it set it's head down and rested it's eyes again.

The tiger's fur bristled as it focused all it's attention Deaphanie, seeing she had it's young. It growled and snarled, baring all it's teeth for her to see to show just how scary it was. It hadn't however, attacked yet. It was more a mutual threat: You hurt my kids, I eat your face.

One of the cubs in Deaphanie's palms hung there limply, bored by this game. The other tried to catch her fingers with it's little paws so it could try and climb up onto her hand.