The tigress lifted her upper lip so she taste the air for traces of prey nearby. There was none. Her tail drooped. She had not eaten for nearly a week, and was famished. Her gaze averted toward the ground when she felt her paw press on something hard. After lifting her forepaw she inspected the object. It was only a stone, but... there was an odd pattern inscribed into it. It looked oddly like flowers, but not like any flower she'd seen before.
She took the stone, cold and hard, in her mouth, then continued her trek. Eventually finding a cave to spend the night in. The cave smelled faintly of puma, but the white tigress thought nothing of it. She padded slowly in and curled up near one of the walls, keeping her paws folded neatly on the stone.

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Suddenly it was bright, but the she-cat was only drea.ming. Everything looked so... happy. There was plenty of prey around, and gorgeous blossoms of all colours bloomed everywhere. She darted after a butterfly, chasing it through the meadow. Her white tail streamed behind her as she ran. Springing up she snagged the butterfly's wing with a claw, then slapped it to the ground. She blinked when things began turning red. Blood poured through the field, and the tigress looked up in horror. The last thing she saw was a black wolf with piercing red eyes grinning evily at her and whispering her name, "Raiga," menacingly.

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Amazing, wow, I love the real cartoon mix in this. Great job.

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