My tigress

A striking black stripe formed the shape of a kingly "wang" character between its brows. Its eyes scanned the surroundings, exuding an aura of dominance and power - it was none other than the king of beasts, the tiger.,He is just a tiger, he will also grow old, his strength will gradually decline, and in the end, won't he become food for other animals,Having made up my mind, I crept closer so that I could see more clearly.。