*The shy cat-reploid looked on in curiosity from her hiding place. This Wolf... She gave off the same aura... the same feeling as her Ma did. It made her feel safe. An approach was not an option, no matter what she felt. She was naturally shy. Some might have said that she shouldn't be shy because she was a tiger, but that held no meaning for her. But seeing this creature... this beautiful wolf reminded her of Ma, and that alone made her smile.*
None of those tigers which had said to served the pantheon of war and destruction himself-- Bishamonten. A fellow divine whom the good matron had trivial bickering's, then that of solemn arguments that sought reasoning with another. This species of alpine feline did not disturb the solar deity within this frame. Disturbance in tranquil presence had been shifted, for the Goddess was never alone in her isolated travellings. A sudden flick of that slick tail remained to splash chaste ink upon the mortals soil.
"Arf! Arf!"
