I stared up at the gate for what seemed like eternity.
The brick walls seem...better to climb.
The walls beside the gate were made from brick. I approached the wall and felt it. It was cold and had a hard and scratchy texture, maybe able to scrape my pads and paws.
I started to jump up onto the wall, grabbing onto some of the loose pieces of brick. I secured my left side of paws on the metal, slippery bars, trying my best not to fall. I lifted my other paws higher and higher on the wall. I whimpered in pain, my pads stinging and scaring up. I finally managed to get to the top, panting and sitting down, resting my sore paws. "Ouch.."
I desperately licked and massaged my bleeding and cut pads, trembling in fear and in the cold breeze.
This will be harder than I thought.
After sitting there for a few minutes, I managed to get my paws on the brick and peek over the edge. My pads stung in pain. The wall was pretty high up. I got a bit dizzy and stumbled around, catching myself before I slipped off the edge. I sighed, thinking for a minute.
I can slide down the gate!
I looked over, the gate shining in the moonlight. I approached it, crouching down to jump and latch onto them.
I finally jumped and got on, almost falling.
It all happened so fast. As the cold breeze quickly brushed against my fur and pain shot through my pads, I shut my eyes tightly, terrified.
I finally stopped. I slowly opened my eyes, sweating.
I'm on the ground!
Outside the gate!
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FantasyA tiger cub living at a small city zoo escapes, to go on a quest to find his lost long mother and father, who were sent away when he was very young. Read along with the cub, sharing the thrills and diving into the adventure!
