[ First there is a large PAW on the screen. The black, soft pad of a paw, to be exact. Then there is a nose, panning out to far-too-close-up shot of a tiger cub's face. It remains there for a few seconds before panning out once more, as she hits the device with her paw. She's actually trying to navigate to the City's delivery.com, but paws are not very dexterous.
The perspective hastily shifts to reveal a distance shot of one tiger cub, spread out on the couch. Mindy's currently flipping the pages of comic book against the drone of a television set on low volume. Her tail swishes back and forth absentmindedly, and she shifts to tuck one bandaged foot under her stomach. ]
This curse could be cool. [ If a tiger could grumble. ] I want my thumbs back.
[ooc: Tags will be sluggish. <3 ]