My tigress

But before it could take two steps, a strong wind swept in, and a massive creature pounced on it, its snow-white fangs piercing its throat. Its two front paws, along with its massive body, pinned the struggling wild boar father to the ground.,A striking black stripe formed the shape of a kingly "wang" character between its brows. Its eyes scanned the surroundings, exuding an aura of dominance and power - it was none other than the king of beasts, the tiger.,Every day that passed, he felt his persistence weakening a little.。