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.,Although he wasn't lacking food now, he had no interest in hunting. After leaving his den, he ate about twenty pounds of wild boar meat and returned to his den to continue sleeping.,Seeing that the fellow was still safe and sound from afar, he was satisfied.。