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.