[... This is a very domesticated tiger. Took Sanji long enough to note it. And once the thought is established, the first thing he does is trail his gaze over the animal's back and - ah, what do you know? B|
So it's either an unlucky bastard or a New Feather. Sanji mutters a smoky curse under his breath, then crouches down on his hind legs]
Listen, can you understand me? [Hell, can you talk? Any hint to the tiger's identity would be swell, because as it stands, the chef isn't sure if he should be leading the animal to the village or letting him run wild.]
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So it's either an unlucky bastard or a New Feather. Sanji mutters a smoky curse under his breath, then crouches down on his hind legs]
Listen, can you understand me? [Hell, can you talk? Any hint to the tiger's identity would be swell, because as it stands, the chef isn't sure if he should be leading the animal to the village or letting him run wild.]