This is my life meow

Oleander had just taken some dried herbs and finished tinctures from the treehouse to the den at the base of the tree. He liked the system he had worked out, it made his muscles ache by the end of the day but he was well on his way to making the trek up and down the stairs to increase his endurance and strength. He also liked having his own room where he could silently cry about missing his family without alerting Wylan or anyone else. He had to be strong for them.

He was on his way up with a couple of new jars ready to steep in the corner when he heard the startled call of his brother above. He sounded scared! Without thinking Ollie dropped the basket and ran full-tilt the rest of the way down, the jars rolling and falling off the stairs.

He smelled the big cat and Wylan's fear before he crashed through the door with a vicious snarl. He leaped from the doorway at the big cat and grasped its cheek with his teeth, intending to pull it down from the window. He gripped it with his forepaws digging in his claws while the tiger flailed its own massive paws trying to get a hold of him.