Forest rumbles, as the ferocious tiger lurks in all directions.
It’s cruel claws scavenged through-out with scarlet blood
Its flesh-finders sniff closer and closer towards earthlings.
It’s canines, as keen as the tip of a pencil.
The fire amber eyes staring directly into your screaming soul.
Its wiry waving whiskers spiking to give out free papercuts
It patiently awaits as the sunset dies.