My tigress

The behemoth waited a while longer, shook its head, and then slowly relaxed its fangs, standing up.,A striking black stripe formed the shape of a kingly "wang" character between its brows. Its eyes scanned the surroundings, exuding an aura of dominance and power - it was none other than the king of beasts, the tiger.,Without moving its place, the tiger lowered its head and began to eat.。