Tiger on my tail

"Prince of Darkness?" Fuck that, I'm the King

Mothers ravens circled above as he stalked the tiger that he'd been following since he crossed over the syndicates borders earlier. It would make for a nice rug or coat, or whatever else a tiger pelt could be used for. Other parts were useful too, and he was certain that it could be of use to the pack. He might still be just a pup, but he was growing like a weed. Taking out the tiger alone would be hard, yes, but he believed that he could do it.

Out of the corner of his eye, however, he noticed someone in the distant. Wondering if it was a sibling or packmate, he squinted at them but they didn't look very familiar. It seemed they were aware of the tiger as well, and briefly Dracun wondered if he should hurry ahead to handle it himself. However, it was a tiger, and it wasn't like he was on the syndicates borders. If he got hurt, the walk back would be rough.

Sighing, he closed some of the distance between him and the stranger. "We can split the reward if you help me get that tiger," he said, cutting to the chase without an introduction or pleasantries.


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