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.,Moreover, according to his limited knowledge, tigers begin to gradually enter their decline after about ten years old.,Although he didn't feel much now, his body was still strong. At least three hundred and fifty kilograms of muscle, honed to perfection through years of hunting, made him invincible against any animal he encountered.。