My tigress

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.,Time passed especially quickly while sleeping. When I opened my eyes again, it was already nighttime.,This vast area should be considered a nature reserve, where humans do not interfere with the lives of animals.。