Running running so much running. Tena was a tear tiger. Her cyan spots shaped as tears stood out beautifully against the rest of her snow-white fur and her scent of tears could be smelled from miles away as if there was a salted ocean near by. This made it very easy for hunters to find her.
'I think I lost him' she thought as she walked up to a near by stream and lapped up the fresh, cool water. Her mother was killed when she was just a cub and she had to learn to survive in the dense jungle on her own. *snap!*
'What was that?'
"H-hello?" She called out. Just when she was about to flee a large cat leaped out from the brush over her head and landed softly behind her. Tena turned around slowly and took the cat in. He was massive. Tena noticed that his right eye was completely gone and the eyelids sewn shut. A strange vine like plant was growing out in a swirl around his eye.
"Hi." He said shyly.
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Teardrops in the Rain
FantasyTena the Tear Tiger has lived a life of running from hunters and predators, but when she meets Epic in a strange twist of fate her life will be changed forever...
