Wild Tiger...
Characters: Tigress, and you??!
Time: Crack of Effing Dawn
Location: Wandering Chicago, not far from Michigan Street.
Content: A tiger is loose in Chicago
Format: Prose
Warnings: Tigress may in fact, mess your shit right up.
It is not the first time, nor will it be the last, that Tigress has known fear. She slinks. She stealths. She moves with silence and deadly grace.
But no where makes any sense. The buildigs are all wrong. The streets are filthy. The vegetation is foreign. It all smells wrong and tastes wrong.
A lesser woman would have been driven mad by the terror and confusion. Tigress just folds in on her self, and moves swiftly and silently. To what, she does not know. But there must be-- something that will be familiar, something that will feel like home, and hopefully, it will have an answer for her.
Panic is mounting, but she owns it. It never mars her; doesn't even ruffle her fur. Her heartbeat is mastered by her will.
But if she were to slip, it would shatter everything. If she were to falter, her heart would break free and shatter her ribs with the fear in her veins.
She has no idea where she is and everything is all wrong.
Time: Crack of Effing Dawn
Location: Wandering Chicago, not far from Michigan Street.
Content: A tiger is loose in Chicago
Format: Prose
Warnings: Tigress may in fact, mess your shit right up.
It is not the first time, nor will it be the last, that Tigress has known fear. She slinks. She stealths. She moves with silence and deadly grace.
But no where makes any sense. The buildigs are all wrong. The streets are filthy. The vegetation is foreign. It all smells wrong and tastes wrong.
A lesser woman would have been driven mad by the terror and confusion. Tigress just folds in on her self, and moves swiftly and silently. To what, she does not know. But there must be-- something that will be familiar, something that will feel like home, and hopefully, it will have an answer for her.
Panic is mounting, but she owns it. It never mars her; doesn't even ruffle her fur. Her heartbeat is mastered by her will.
But if she were to slip, it would shatter everything. If she were to falter, her heart would break free and shatter her ribs with the fear in her veins.
She has no idea where she is and everything is all wrong.