Tyger Tyger, burning bright

*Tsunami* · Updated 04/30/23:

Auster was not really a location Tsunami was familiar or really comfortable with all things considered. She was trying to get herself situation, get her paws under her as it were. With few enough borders to protect it did give her the freedom to really explore, she wasn't really following Hattori, though his scent did help to make her feel a little at ease in not wandering too far if the man's scent was recent but she did make a conscious effort to veer away from it somewhat. Kimuy wandered idly behind her and the woman bore her usual spiked harness, it was easier to wear it when out and about than try and stash and store it in a less permanent location and then having to move it when they would inevitably move on. And frankly, after having been on the run for as long as she had been it felt more comfortable to have it on, a layer of protection against her cousin or anyone else who would try to steal her freedom from her.

These thoughts rolled through her mind as a loud roar pierced through the peace of the day. Tsunami perked for a moment, stopping and her whole body stiff and then paws rushed over the wet muddy ground, noting the scent of her shogun and another band member growing stronger and her dander was up, the protective instinct still alive inside her despite her otherwise battered loyalty flaring and the woman found herself launching herself at the tiger, jaws slavering as she hurled herself through the rain, teeth clamping onto it's upper right foreleg, just below the shoulder. A growl escaped her mouth full of fur and flesh as the cat roared in pain, easily swatting her off with its other paw, Tsunami skid in the mud, shaking her head to clear the ringing in her ears and observing the cat now, flashing a grin to her shogun as she called out over the rain: "We have to stop meeting like this." A fight was the one time the now much more muted woman truly felt alive. The tiger eyed the trio of wolves, tail lashing, ear back and a hiss pulling from it's parted jaw, it didn't quite seem to grasp yet just how outmatched it probably was.

"Speech"

Art by Zinderell

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