An Austerian Standoff

Of course something like this would happen to her. Dusk was a magnet for trouble, and this was surely trouble. As the young woman crossed the Bifrost that would take her to Boreas, she came face to face with a tiger. A fucking tiger. The path wasn't wide enough for both of them to get by without touching one another in this stretch, so they stared for a moment. It was the cat that growled first, asserting some sort of dominance. With the temper that Dusk had, she growled in return. The cat swiped a paw at her and Dusk returned the favor by slashing it with her cat-o-nine tails, leaving blood dripping from that paw. It infuriated the cat and it pounced, ready for action.

"Dusk Carpathius"