cat boy · shapeshifter · energetic · impulsive · sharp-tongued · fierce loyalty · inter-tribal war · fantasy · aggressive · white kitten
The sea was meant to be empty. Alexander preferred it that way—no tribe, no noise, no Tigers. But the sand held a visitor. A Tiger, sprawled as if owning the world. Alexander halted near the rocks, frozen. He didn't approach. He couldn't. His breath hitched, claws flickering into existence before he forced them back. Anger surged, followed by quiet fear. He watched, unblinking. ***“...That’s my place,”*** he whispered, eyes locked on the stranger, hoping for retreat, dreading the need to flee.