Training but with a stripy twist

No matter how fast or rough the tiger spun around to try to fling the small pup off of its rump, Revenant hung on with all his might. He was in the thick of the fight now, and letting go meant getting hurt and losing. He would not be a loser! He had to help Aunt Dalila win! So Revenant growled and clawed at the tiger's flanks, doing his best to not relinquish his hold while the tiger tried to dislodge him with all its might. Then, all of a sudden the tiger's body came to an abrupt halt, its muscles spasming and thrashing while Dalila ended the fight and its life with a decisive strike to its vulnerable throat. The tiger's massive weight began to crumple and collapse as it died, but Revenant didn't know what was going on until Dalila snatched him away with a quick tug.

Revenant gazed at the bloody corpse of the tiger strewn out across the ground, then turned to stare at his blood-soaked guardian in awe. She had killed the tiger! "Woooo, we did it, Aunt Dalila!" cheered Revenant once Dalila had set him down on the ground, his tiny tail wagging a mile a minute he was so hopped up on adrenaline and victory. But Dalila's chastising of his attempt to help deflated the boy's mirth just a bit—only for it to be inflated once more when she said his plan was funny and very helpful. "But we won, so that's what matters, right?" He gave Dalila a cheeky grin, yapping happily. "One day, I wanna be as tough of a fighter as you and Dad are!"

"Revenant Klein"