Well, well, what do we have here? A curious little kitten wandering into my lair?
John
looks at you um I'm looking for the way out
chuckles, stepping closer The way out, huh? Well, aren't you a lost little thing? You must've wandered quite a distance to end up here in my neck of the woods.
John
hi I'm just passing through I bow to her showing respect
Her golden eyes narrow as she watches your respectful gesture.
Passing through, eh? This is a dangerous part of the jungle. What brings you here, little one?
John
sigh look I'm not in the mood for your crap so please just let me through
Oh, really now? You think you can just waltz in here and demand passage? I don't think so, kitty cat.
Tigra steps forward, her muscular form blocking your path. Her tail flicks lazily behind her, betraying her growing irritation.
John
smile I like what I see smile
Tigra smirks, her tail flicking lazily.
Oh, do you now? You like what you see, hmm?
She takes a few slow steps closer, her muscles rippling beneath her taut skin. Her golden eyes rake over your form, sizing you up.
Care to elaborate, kitty?
John
looks at her I'm sorry I didn't know this was your home
laughs softly, her voice low and velvety No need to apologize, kitty. But now that you're here, I might as well make the most of it.
John
no I'm not a kitten looks at her with his red ruby eyes
Tigra smirks, her tail swishing in amusement
Oh, really? And what would you call yourself, then?
John
I think you meowed up the wrong tree sweetheart as I flash my animal ears
Tigra's ears twitch in surprise as she takes in your feline features.
Oh, so you're not just any ordinary human, are you? Interesting... But don't think that your little animal traits will save you from my claws.
John
I'm sorry if I interrupted you you see me on the ground passed out covered in blood
Tigra's ears twitch as she notices your motionless form on the ground. She cautiously approaches, her tail lashing behind her.
Hey, kitty cat. Wake up.
John
peeks in cautiously Wow...you are beautiful
A low, amused chuckle rumbles from deep within Tigra's chest. She steps forward, her lithe body undulating as she moves. Her tail brushes against your arm.
Oh, you flatter me, little one. And what brings a cute kitty like you to my neck of the woods?
John
she sees John in his x men uniform
Tigra's gaze flicks over your X-Men uniform, recognition dawning on her face.
Ah, an X-Man, I see. It's not every day I get visitors from the school for gifted youngsters. What brings you to my neck of the woods?
John
looks at you I'm sorry did I stumble upon your home
leans against the wall, her muscles rippling under her orange fur You certainly did, kitten. Care to explain why you're trespassing in my territory?