1 Chapter 1 & 2
[Where am I...]
I squint my eyes, as I let my gaze wander across my surroundings.
[A tropical forest? Why am I in a tropical forest?]
I keep telling stuff like that to myself, shaking my head as if to sober myself up. There was no way I was really in a rainforest – I was just crossing over a bridge in the city.
I notice that shaking my head does not change what I see. Truly flabbergasted and disoriented, I stay stunned.
[Really, I'm in a darn tropical forest!]
Hearing a mosquito's buzzing in my ear, I shake my head again while trying to flap it away with one hand but wait... it isn't a "hand." I look at myself.
[Oh sh*t what the hell happened; why am I a freaking furry?!?!]
My mind blanks for a slight moment can't hold it against me, right?
I try to touch myself and look all over my body, which is covered in black fur and white stripes. A color darker than black jade as the main tone of the color, and those stripes are so white that's it's shiny and glittering with splendor akin to white jade.
[I need a mirror. Seriously!]
My mind hits the panic button!
A long slender tail, a body that could be described as "feline" and looked on the smaller side. I have a pretty good idea of what my appearance is like, but I have no way of being sure.
[Am I a cat?]
[But, my voice does not sound like a meow...]
Sound like Minnie roars that are closer to squeaking think it's called bleating?
Well, it's not impressive let me tell you this, even a mouse would likely roll over and laugh so much its stomach would have cramps for a month... I feel a deep moment of gloominess all things considered.
Then, hearing some steps – well, those sounds are more like the crushing of branches and rustles of brushes – I stare intently to the direction of the coming noises...
A huge spirit tiger beast came out of the bush; furthermore, it is heading toward me with lazy and unhurried steps?!
Turning to try to flee, hells! When I do, it starts to trot toward me and grabs me behind the neck not hurting me at all. Picking me up like I am the most precious thing in its life and walks off with me like it's the most natural thing in the world???
A belly full of anguish as well as a head full of shocks feeling like I had been stricken by lightning?!
Finally, it's dawn to me.
[I was reborn as a tiger cub? Is it my new life "mom"?]
Being carried by who seems to be my mommy tiger we pass close enough to mirroring waters I can see me pitifully small hanging from her snout.
I'm black and white fur ball with deep ice silver eyes; yeah that's what I look like.
Sigh...
Depressed then considering my situation I tell myself could be worse; could have been reborn as a rat...At the very least I'm a proud tiger... if anything else it isn't too bad. "Mom" size is 3 times bigger than an average horse on earth which reaches 2 meters at the shoulders, in all likeliness I shouldn't be bullied by anything just considering the size that I will have as I grow up.
Mom drops me off with my brothers and little sister.
Bigger brother is a blue ice-eyed white tiger while little sister looks more like a colour of golden caramel with soft pale brown stripes with eyes of lovely soft green and the last one is even smaller than me. He's a pretty common orange and black tiger, but he too has a unique feature of having red blood eyes; seems we siblings are a colourful bunch.
Now that I look at my mother properly she's truly a huge white tiger, bigger than any tiger's on earth by a large margin, wait...
Now, I'm wondering since I been reborn I am obviously not on earth anymore then where I am? I gaze again at the flora and environment looking for hints of species that wouldn't belong to earth environment, like overgrown carnivorous plants or any of those fantasy man-eater plants but, for the immediate surroundings of the den, there seems to be nothing of the sort.
Tropical heaven climate is more likely to be where I am for the moment at least. Well, I'm not good with plants, but it doesn't seem like there is any weird out fantasy novel coloured or looking trees and flowers for the moment...
My sister come and jumps at my tail aiming to bite at my poor little slender and fluffy tail. As she keeps trying to grab that tail of mine with those paws of hers, doing her best to nail it down with her and pinning it down.
As she keeps at it, I raised one brow obviously not impressed by my mischievous little sister.
Well, it not really rose since I probably don't have brows anymore. Oh well, deciding it was enough bullying of that willow tail of mine I go what the heck and jump to pin her down, so she leaves my sore little tail alone. It's seriously annoying plus it seriously hurts in the end!
Tumbling and jumping, makes me realize how clumsy we are looking at her we are about two months old. I guess my conscience got tangled with an already born cub or did I just woken it back? Well, I got all my human memories; not too sure if it's a bonus since well, I will miss a few peoples...
I was previously called Katrina Reed, Katsy for friends and intimates. So figures I'm reborn as a tiger guess it fit's the name.
Mom finally lay down allowing us to get dinner. Even if it feels wrong to go suckle at a tiger mom, but my stomach grumbles and tells me better crush my feelings and go eat while it's about time, considering how I'm stareving with all that playing and tumbling around...
After a well-earned dinner, I and my siblings snuggle up to the mighty mom and snore happily peacefully. At night when the moon shined at the highest point mom gets up again. Most likely she's hungry if I recall properly, tigers like to hunt at night.
Eyes once more follow her shape as it blends into the shadows and flora. Laying my head down again, continuing to sleep peacefully.
What a day. First, I was on a bridge crossing the river with some friends of mine, then I'm here toying and playing shamelessly as a baby tiger. Heh, It's not a great loss. So, I don't mind, saves the lame life of just working every day of my life until I'm too old to work and start passing my days in a senior home awaiting death.
Days go by, and I realize that I'm able to cultivate like in does novel fantasy about cultivators...
I liked meditation when I was a human in my previous life.
Guess what!
When I enjoy a small well deserve meditation, I realize it accounts for cultivating also on the plus side it's just a perk. I don't even need to focus on it. I only need to eat; sleep and I'll automatically and boom up in cultivation for me.
Yay! I for being a spirit beast atop the food chain it's such cheat ability...
Sigh.
It's lucky for me that someday ago I saw some humans for the first time in the forest, and their aura was impressively oppressing. They had to be cultivator's or something along with it since I nearly fainted in terror with the "don't approach" aura. Even mighty tiger mommy hide with us and curled up with us showing that even her body was shaking!
While they passed no animals were making a sound, looking afraid to breathe out loudly as if they did death was going to be a certainty, it was dead silent.
Anyways, since I can meditate, improving my cultivation level I will be aiming to become a stronger spirit beast.
I wonder if it's possible that I can regain a "human" form or become a spirit guardian beast if I cultivate enough like those romance cultivation novel.
Those that have spirit beast that looks human and is their appearances are always SO dreamy like little willow white lotus or devilishly handsome with the beauty that can cause the downfall of an entire continent...
Kekeke...
I'm blushing under my black fur while my mind drifted way too far with a wild imagination.
By a fine morning while the mom is gone I went on a little excursion again but not too far. I wouldn't want to get lost, it would be terrible if I saw some other strong beast roaming, but around here mom is obviously top of the food chain; no one can get to her heel.
Being pretty safe from all the other predators as they don't dare mess around with her.
An example you ask?
Just the day before mom killed a huge Amethyst Python. It was more than 25 meters long and as thick as rhinoceros. It gave me a fright thought as it wanted to have my little sis, as dinner...
Go mom go... you're obviously the best of the west or is it east...
Ah-ah, still feeling the dread I had felt when it attacked us.
Heading toward the lake for a dink I hear noises again rustling the bush, my eyelids slit's slight.
All myself focus on the direction of the impending doom with all sort of emotion clawing my puny little heart when a boy comes out.
[Darn!]
Turn around and try to make a break-run for it. I definitely don't wish to be spotted by that youth, he smells trouble for miles! What is he doing here? It's the middle of the forest...
It's deeply infested tropical forest full of the strongest spirit beasts, seriously it can't be good if he dare's! He has to be strong to walk around here in the middle of one of the strongest beast namely my mother's territory, after all, a tiger doesn't eat its cubs but toward anything else that she can kill its fair game and it's a fine meal!
Not making even a few galloping strides I get lifted up by the neck, then made turned to face the perpetrator.
[Your mother what are you looking at! Let me go! ]
I rustle and try to break free struggling and wiggling while glaring at him bleating for my mother to come and rescue me... that youth poker-like face cracks a slight smile only a little curve up for a brief second, but I saw it!
Making a petty full ROAR that was barely louder than a choking meow, I still showed him my full set of teeth ... With all my might and strength I glared at him showing my entire grievance in my gaze.
[What an interesting little black fur ball.]
The teen spoke in jest-mocking tone, infuriating me a whole lot more, but sadly I can't even reach him no matter how hard I try to scratch him well; I can scratch but hell it seems it's zero effective not leaving even a slight red mark.
I'm just not big enough; sadly even if my mom is huge, for now, I am just the size of a bratty cat.
Furious at my powerlessness cross my paws under my armpits well, would be armpits and cross my legs. The pose I take resemble a pout, it looks quite humorous really.
Observing me deeply a shimmer of astonishment flickers into his golden eyes while I youre great aunt don't even wish to glance at him anymore!
WOAH!
I your sister get to be stuffed into weirdo linen bag out of the blue with no warning!
This happened when my angry mother's roar was heard in the distance.
Tousled over his shoulder as I'm being brought along without concern for my own will! My mother mighty vicious roar is heard in the distance telling me that she is heading my way to save poor little old me...
Being able to see some light through the bag I can see somewhat that we are moving FAST from the shadows created by the trees and lands up and down branches to branches over rivers and lakes.
After a few hours later tears are in my eyes as I put across to my carefree days with my little tiger family...
I'm sorry mom your second little girl got kidnapped by a crook that can do some legendary martial art, qigong?
After a moment he seems to have climbed on a mount while I can't make up what is this creature it wouldn't lose to the mom in size...
With this guy mount speed; mom is sadly left in the dust. The queen of the mountain range is no match to catch up. She can only roar and destroy all the surrounding trees, her belly full of anger that her own blood was stolen from under her nose.
Reaching what seems to be the destination after a few hours.
At first look a grand Asian style manor with many courtyards, each more luxurious looking from the outside than the other.
And for the information, if you're wondering, yeah I tried to open the darn bag but after so many ups and downs. I became dizzy as it's hot and stuffy in there forcing me to just give up the idea of cutting the bag.
Once I cut it then what?
Do I just jump to my death when he can jump higher than trees?
I just was reborn I don't wish to die again so soon...
BANG!
[Ouch!]
Yeah, that was my bag getting tossed on the floor. I think it's pretty solid... seriously I'm this delicate and precious.
Why can't this A*hole be gentle with me?
A belly full of anger and complain, I wait for him to open the tied cloth bag.
Gaze fixed at the loop. With no idea of what's going on around, it is pretty clear I'm feeling very weak.
I am just a tiny cub, and he's a freaking black-hearted bully, to have kidnapped little old me from my happy tiger life.
When finally the loop opens with all my desperate might, pouncing and jumping out of the bag I land face first on the floor... Err seriously I fell off a table furthermore seriously hurt, now before I could even cry I got picked up while a devious smile hung on his features.
Staring straight into his phoenix shaped golden yet cold eyes with my stare carrying all my grievances and rage I face my captor. Who is teasing me with a long feather tickling my nose till I sneeze, glaring at him yet again?
Arms and legs cross visibly I youre sister I'm not a very happy camper...
[Should this king call you Grumpy princess cat?]
Continuing to mocking me, is he?
Grrr...
He is so irritating! But this time taking more care to look at this devil evil doer facial structure I realize this guy looks aren't too bad, would even say a pretty gorgeous teen, with a face that can cause the downfall of a country in the future.
Sadly he's such a jerk.
My gaze wanders over his wonderful features while I decide to just ignore the likes of him. He stares back into my eyes for a moment before I than averted my gaze away to deny him any further attention.
A cold tingle crawls up my spine, catching his conniving smile that had flashed for a fleeting moment.
Scared of what this guy is possibly thinking I can't help but shiver with dread gripping my little heart...
