5 • Wild Tiger • [Action]

[wildkotetsu]

[He wakes up groggily from the sedatives and decides it's entirely fine to try to walk with what's left of it in his system.

The first thing he doesn't notice is that instead of walking on two feet, he's staggering around on four; the reason being, he's just a silly old tiger, one with poor memory and very poor human skills, possibly because he has none whatsoever; the train of thought a human would have is lost on him—there are trees and he knows they are good for scratching claws on. There's snow on the ground from a night's snow a few days prior, and he's aware it's wet and cold.

He's also aware of something squeezing his wrist uncomfortably. He gnaws the shit out of his watch before he gives up and let's it stay on his kitty wrist, accompanying a extremely-stretched bracelet of beads.

And he's hungry. And still tired. Mmm... Sleep is good.



There might be a tiger finding a place to sleep around you; be it in your room—a window or an opened door, perhaps—in your bed, on your couch. There might be a wild jungle cat just sleeping it up. There might be one out on the path curled up snoozing. Or... for some people, he might recognize your house or apartment and sneak in to sleep in your abode or on your step.

Either way, there's a tiger with green wings hanging around.

Or.



You may wake up to find a strange sound in the morning... The sound of shuffling, of glasses breaking, of cupboards and fridges being broken. That is because this confused tiger, caught between its natural and unnatural side, can't for the life of him figure out how he works this thing or how he recognizes the shapes of certain objects. Like handles. Which he breaks pretty easily. He's a big-ass creature, you know.

Walking in may reveal wraps and plates and misc. things on the floor; he's possibly enjoying a nice uncooked chicken breast or ripping your cereal box to shit. In fact, he might just bust into the restaurant, grocery store, or any other place with food so that he can devour it.

Don't worry, though. He's a pretty friendly tiger, for the most part; as in, he won't try to eat you. Because as animal as he is, he hasn't forgotten what he is: that thing being that he's a dumb but relatively heroic fella. His hazy mind vaguely recalls this strange desire... Can't go beating people up and ripping out their innards, y'know.]


[[ooc: all replies coming from literalwildtiger ]

Comments

I'm running out of threads with you 8| /fixes this

[mikangirl]

[Nami's taking advantage of the lull between snowfalls to be out in the orchard today, checking the trees for damage and encouraging healthiness where she can by gentle application of filial magic. Her journal's open beside her to check for the return of certain missing mothers (8|) but otherwise today is a COMPLETELY UNEVENTFUL DAY.

...feel free to change that.]

See?

[flickerflash]

[Oh. My.

Covered in so much snow like that, you almost look like a log, Mr Tiger. Well, an orange stripey log, at any rate. Katie's going to stop when she sees him, crouching down by a tree just to watch for a moment; those green wings twitching a little. Headtilt. Study. Peeeer.

Yup. That's a tiger all right.

...a tiger that dreams of superheroes and little girls and ... and robot bunnies or something. She doesn't think those are regular tiger meals. Except maybe the fat one. 8|a

Awesome.]

oh jfc

[mindgooshed]

[ ugh WHAT IS THAT NOISE IN THE KITCHENS OUT THERE barnaby had planned on sleeping in a little today but apparently that isn't going to happen.

he comes tromping out of his apartment and into the kitchens, all disheveled and looking harassed. ]

Just what do you think you're--

[ holy shit that's a tiger ]

[i_am_not_cute]

[Hey, guess who just tripped over your furry ass while she was rounding a corner in the middle of jogging around the village? Yup. Hope you enjoy a Dragon Kid literally stumbling upon you, tiger.]

[Action]

[goldenglasses]

[Vash was headed home for lunch after another failed search out in the forest. He was tired, but he had a bag of lunch meat in his hands and even some catnip in his pockets for the cats. It probably wasn't a good idea to give those two catnip, but maybe it would help the house not seem so empty.

Then again these thoughts are broken up when he spots a tiger on his yard asleep.

There's a tiger.

Asleep.

On his yard.









...fancy that.]

[Action] /NEVER MAKES UP HER MIND

[concasse]

[Rare though they are, Sanji does occasionally take a day off - no cooking (save for his crew), no visiting, no opening the journal until late evening. He stashes the thing deep into his coat pocket and pretends it doesn't exist.

And then, he takes a walk. The destination isn't too far into the forest, but the area is secluded - just the way he likes it. He's grown accustomed to being the only one who ever visits this place. You could even say he selfishly hordes it, now, from the circle of tall trees and bushes to the small clearing that blooms with blue flowers, despite the icy winter. It's where he comes when he needs to be alone and think, and with his insomnia starting to catch up with him...

He won't stay long. But he settles against one of the pine trees and slides down until he's sitting, soon lost in thought, with only a cigarette to keep him company.]

I guess both you guys get the elf-and-kitty show...

[soulboundhunter]

[Not too far north of the village, there is the scent of a fire, skins, and...is that meat? Yes, that's meat. Probably rabbit, a few fish, and so forth. It's all hanging on a rack next to a nicely done hide tent, apparently being smoked for storage.

There is, however, also a very large liger cat laying next to the log that's next to the fire that's next to the rack.

And that cat, should Mr. Tiger decide to follow his nose, will be watching this new-comer when he appears in the camp.

Very. Intently.]

[ahardwiredheart]

[Yusuke was walking along a path to get groceries, when he noticed something orange with stripes. At first, he didn't look at the feline directly, but then it registered into his mind that something was off.
He took a closer look at the cat using the tree as a scratching post.]

... Is that... A tiger?...

[It obviously is, but it's unnatural for there to be a tiger around here. Animals can talk, right?
He's going to approach the tiger now.]

Excuse me... Are you lost?

[lostinmyway]

[What a lovely day to go for a walk! The trees look so beautiful with the snow on their branches and gigantic scratch marks on their trunks...

...?

She totally hasn't noticed, you know, the wild tiger asleep not far away. Not yet, anyway. Give her a few seconds. Or a few hours.]