![]() ![]() Her rump almost wagged in anticipation, and I felt my tiger body respond. ![]() I was in the middle of Ohio, outside of a lost cougar and a few bobcats there were no big cats here, at least not counting lycanthropes, and this creature didn’t smell like one of those. I was being cautious because poachers had been known to employ shifters to entice real animals in the wild. She was next to a tree, marking it, so I slowly paced in a zigzag pattern as I walked close to her. Her forepaws and head were on the ground, but her hind was wiggling. I stared, trying to figure out what she was doing. She was stopped and her hindquarters were in the air. There, further on, I had another glimpse of the large white cat. The aroma of the soil cleansed my nose as I leaned down and sniffed deeply. I was smelling and looking for the flash of white, but I couldn’t see it. The pheromones of the big cat mingled with the pine and I spun around. She was stopped and her hindqu I was in a copse of pine trees, and the pine was overpowering my scent. ![]() ![]() I was in a copse of pine trees, and the pine was overpowering my scent. ![]()
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