Going Stripey
You put the tigress costume on and the changes start immediately.
The costume sinks in and combines with your skin.
You then feel your feet change into paws and your tows changes into paw-digits.
Also, as this happenings your legs become slimmer, while still being strong and toned. Also your paws decreas in size, becoming more petite and ladylike.
Changes then start to occur else where on your body as your ears start to tingle. They move to the top of your head with points, curving slightly to give you better hearing all round. You move over to a mirror in the corner to watch your other facial changes.
You feel your whiskers grow out. You watch as your eye colour changes from a boring brown to a dazzling bright yellow, with a tint of blue. Your nose starts to change as it becomes pinker and starts to move further away from your eyes. With it come new smells.
Your head has nearly finished the changing as your muzzle grew out with your nose, leaving you with pouting lips that anyone would love to be smothered in.
Vibrant auburn hair grows at the back of your head, down to your hips.
Your hips have also started to change, increasing in size. Your buttocks also increase in size, giving you a more firm round figure overall.
Next, your arms start to change. Your palms taking a new form with black pads slowly on them. Your nails on both your fingers and toes (Now paw digits) slowly dissolve as new powerful long curvy claws take their place.
Your lower and upper arms then start to change, with fur sweeping across with strong dashes of orange and black everywhere. They become slender and more feminine as they take on their new role as tigress limbs. Your shoulders, slowly shrink into your every changing body as your neck also become more feminine with no trace of an Adams apple every being there. You hear a low purring sound which you realise is coming from you.
The changes then move down to the body, as your legs became surprisingly longer, making you at least 6' 5" now. They also become more toned, leaving you with legs that any woman would die for (apart from the fur).
Your front also changes as your beer belly, slowly subsided into a firm, white furred, stomach. It looks like you had been exercising for years to get it that toned. Also, your belly button disappeared as the white fur spreads across the whole of your front. From underneath your fur, 4 new bumps could be seen growing as your inner self slowly alters to a more feminine structure.
Your original nipples<span class="female">breasts</span> also took notice of this and start to inflate. They slowly increase in size until they reach at least a firm 40" C cup.
You then feel an awkward pain in the back of your buttocks. Thinking it was a sock or something that you had sat on you try and grab it. However, when your paws go to grab and remove whatever was causing the pain, you find that it is attached to your body.
It then surprises you more as it grows longer into a very sexy stripy tail. You found that you have full control of it and you sway it around as you look down to watch the remaining changes.
Finally, all that is left is your ever-shrinking manhood as it slowly finishes its disappearing act. You feel movement inside you, as the female reproductive organs finish forming.
Illustrated by KaeAskavi
Written by Tigress on 17 April 2007
The Savanna
By the looks of it, the room around you changed quite a bit as well, as what was originally a bland and mysterious air-conditioned room, filled with costumes and vaguely-labeled doors became a tropical grassland abundant in greenery and trees. It is hot, but there are clouds aloft and a gentle breeze indicating the dry season is near it's end. You do not know where you are, precisely, but this savannah feels just like home.
You climb upon a tree to get a lay of the land, you take note of little details – signature shapes of trees, the scents of foliage. There's a jungle in the distance. But still, there is no sign of a river in sight; Nor have there been many signs of other wildlife. Except…
Written by PrinceZahn on 03 October 2017
The scent of a boar
Just now, your new nose picked up a very appetizing scent, as you spot a boar-man feasting on a large lizard carcass. He is short, but rotund, and has the hooves, snout, skin and tail of a wild hog, but he bears the face of a man, disheveled black fur on his face, and upon his head that goes down across his back, and covering his cloven feet. He is clad in accessories made from colourful feathers, beads, as well as large teeth and bones. You think at first at how sickening a sight it is to witness, but at the same time, the hunger excites you as you ache to simply rush in there and take what is yours. He is trespassing on your grounds, after all. Without even thinking, you rush out of the bushes, charging after the boar. But the rustle of grass and the distance apart gives you away, and the boar-man runs off.
Chase after the hog
"Oh, no you don't!" you roar in adrenaline at the boar's heels. For a heavy beast, he runs fast and indirect, navigating through the sharp and brittle shrubbery, but you are stronger and faster. Catching up to him as he breaks for the hill. However, your efforts are halted by a hulking brute who stands between you and your prey. She towers over you in size and strength, with great ivory tusks, great leathery ears that heard you a mile away, and a magnificent and sturdy trunk. Her powerful arms are covered in scars and cracks, and black tattoo sleeves from her old self. She kicks you back with great strength.
"I'm sorry child, but this boar is under my protection." Her voice is a deep growl that occasionally cracks into a trumpeting screech with a slight Hindi accent. "You will not be hunting him on my watch." As she speaks, you sense the power in her words.
"Who are you to decide who I can and can't hunt, **?" the sharp words spit out of your mouth in contempt, but the giant woman was quick to hold you down with her foot. You feel yourself getting crushed under her immense weight.
"I am the guardian of the little creatures," She replies solemnly above you. "You will eat the fruit and grass like everybody else, or you will answer to Ganesha."
You feel intense pain on your spine even after she lets you go and turns away, you see the more of Ganesha's tattoos slathered across her back and neck.
"I forbid you to get back on your feet while in my presence." She says as she walks away, shaking the ground you lie upon with every step. "I crushed many murderers like you without a touch of mercy."
The sun is beginning to set, and you are still hungry.
Who are you calling a murderer?
The elephant woman stops to give you a glare of death. "You are a tigress, are you not? You chose to be a carnivore and hunt that poor boar. You brought this upon yourself. One way or the other, you shall learn the ways of peace or starve to death, I do not care."
Return to the lizard carcass
The lizard has already been eaten bone dry. In desperation you gnaw the bones, you can't help but cherish what little meat remains in the cracks and the marrow, however that provides little nourishment for you. You also realize you are rather thirsty.
ou turn to see another large figure - human in shape – Tall, burly, strong, masculine, whiskered and ferocious. He is covered in orange striped fur, a loin cloth but has distinct black wavy hair upon his head; nevertheless, He appears to be a little bit more human than you are in all the right places, but he is still another tiger, much like yourself.
"hey! You over there!" he cries.
You head towards him but feel an instinct kick in – you don't want him here. He is a threat – competition over what little you can find here.
You find yourself snarling as you approach him, demanding of him to leave at once.
"so that's how it's going to be, ah?" he asks, already knowing the answer. He never takes his eyes off you for a second, as he waits for you to make the first move
"Who are you, and why are you here?" You ask him, showing your teeth.
"Why does it matter? I'm just passing through!"
"Your name. Now!" you roar at him.
"It's Tal." He leers at you. Looking at his size, you can't argue with it, either. "Who the ** are you?"
Tell him your name
You tell the tiger man your name, he does not seem moved by the masculine-sounding name. you continue to question him "Why are you here?"
"I don't owe you an explanation."
You pounce at Tal with great ferocity, but the tiger-man twists and dodges. Just as you turn around you see him pouncing at you with great speed, pinning you to the tree behind you.
"You are terrible at being a tiger." He smiles.
You kick him hard and break free, but that doesn't deter Tal in the slightest, he runs and pounces at you again as you get away, as he wrestles with you with a grim glare of death on his face and comes out on top.
"your movements are sloppy, with no form at all; is this your first day or something?" Tal sneers at you, holding you tightly to the ground. He loosens his grip and helps you up. "that was not a fair fight, even though I should take you out right here and now, and eat your body, I can't do that to you."
I don
Tal takes a whiff in the direction of the lizard's remains. "I was going to offer you some lessons as a more experienced tiger, maybe help you score some bigger game, show you around. but if you think you can live off some hog's leftovers we can see if you like starving for a week."
You feel weak; having exerted way too much fruitless effort. In a single evening, you've been bruised, cut, thirsty, worn, and all you had to eat since you came here were the meatless remains of a monitor lizard. You couldn't help but think that maybe, just maybe, you really ARE terrible at hunting.
Accept his help
"Wait!" you cry out as he walks away. "can you show me where the water is?"
With a convenient grin, Tal turns to you. "sure, but it's quite a walk from here."
He leads you to across the labyrinth of trees through the pitch darkness. "This is getting rather far from home." You tell him with parched lips.
"Well, to be fair," Tal whispered defensively. "You picked territory that's far from drinkable water, what's worse is that it's on Ganesha's turf, so you ain't got much for you to live on with that giant ** there."
Wait, you know Ganesha?
"We have some bad blood, but she never seen me like this before. I'd rather keep it that way for now. In the meantime, our first task is to get you better territory."
He escorts you to the water bank on the far end of the savannah, just over the hill.
"get down!" Tal urges quietly, pulling you into the shrubbery. With a sharp claw extended you see his (mostly) humanoid hand. You don't like the way he forces you, and would much rather do it yourself.
"lesson one:" Tal whispers as you see a herd of gazelles camping there, one of which is drinking from the river. "We are stealthy predators. Our strength comes with surprise. First, we observe, silently, we are looking for the weakest members of the herd – children; elders; and sick are all easy targets.
"sick?" you raise a brow.
"you can't afford to be picky." Tal whispers back. "anyway, if someone seems close enough that you can run up to it, go for it. If they see us, they'll run, and so will you."
The gazelle calves gather together around the mothers, the congregating herd is getting ready to rest for the night. "Mothers are also good, if you don't get the mother you can still catch a child.
"Girl, is that costume your first carnivore?" he asks you bluntly. "If you're picky over who you can eat, you will starve. These are animals, not even part human, they are scenery that respawns just like us."
You two have been waiting in silence for over half an hour, giving the herd an illusion of peace.
"What now?" you finally whisper.
"Next," Tal whispers, "We approach quietly and carefully, as close as we can without them spotting us. Be ready to pounce once they hear us."
Tal and you tread with great care, so as not even a broken branch or a bird gives off your presence.
He signals to you to split up, almost intuitively it makes a lot of sense to attack from both directions. You spot a nearby gazelle shifting its ears, does it hear your movements? (Freeze in place)
You remain static, observing more carefully, it's just a mosquito picking at the gazelle's ear. You feel a wave of relief as you get into position.
Tal gives the signal, and you both pounce in good synchronicity. The gazelles hear you and rush away in a hurried stampede – men, women and children chinkaras are all trying to get away from the tigers attacking their home, you charge mercilessly, and feel so alive doing so as you catch a grown chinkara, you instinctively bite at its neck. By the time the herd gets away, as faint, white motes rise up from your prey. it is just you and Tal, your grown gazelle corpse, and his captured calf meat.
"Wow! You did well." He said, you can feel the jealousy in his voice. "You got the advantage because it's two of us, normally you would be hunting on your own, though."
"The chinkara's soul, returning to the realm above. Don't worry about it, they'll be born again by the time it starts raining.
Next, we take our prey to somewhere we won't be interrupted, and eat in leisure." He grabs his calf and finds somewhere to eat.
"Find your own spot to eat." Tal scorned. "Do I have to guide you everywhere?"
You cherish your prize, drinking and feasting to your heart's content. Until recently hasn't quite dawned on you that you had to really kill, and how, but the chinkara was simply to delicious – so meaty and fresh – even the best hamburger you remember eating hasn't quite compared to it. You savor the taste, and can feel how much your apetite has grown since you were human. You notice though, that over the hill, Tal has lit a bonfire and is…cooking his meat?
You take your meat with you and get closer to Tal. You see tears in his eyes. He turns to you.
"Don't you have your own food to eat? Get away from me!" Tal snaps.
"What's wrong?" you ask.
"Nothing." He says, looking away from you, and tending his makeshift plate grill. "Why would you care anyway?"
"Care about what?"
"I said it's nothing!" he growls.
You await there in silence as Tal tries to ignore you, but ultimately can't.
"I'm sorry I snapped at you." He finally says. "I just… I'm just upset that I missed my big chance today.
"What chance?" you ask.
"I was so close in my ambush today, I could have snuck up on her, I would have taken her on. if nothing else… I could have wounded her, but then she spotted you and left."
"Are you talking about Ganesha?"
"Who else?" he clenches his fist, you see drops of blood dripping from his within fist.
"I'm sorry. I didn't know you were hunting that elephant-**." You apologize.
"Well, now you do. But that's not why I'm upset." Tal flipped over his skinned Chinkara calf with deft speed and precision. "When I saw how quickly she could have crushed you, I realized how easily she could do the same to me."
Why do you want to hunt her?
"Because her laws killed me before." Tal said grimly. "My mother, too – we starved to death under her rule, and got separated to different towns – different worlds, and I was on my own ever since."
"I'm sorry." You gently place a paw on his shoulder.
"I wasn't a Tiger back then, either." He tells you. "In fact, I don't remember what I was in the beginning. But when I saw the opportunity to return to the savanna, as a big hunter, I thought "maybe I could have my revenge on her for causing all of this to me. Maybe she might know where my mother went, y'know?"
You want to speak, you want to tell him that everything will be fine, but how do you tell him something like that without sounding insensitive?
Instead, you hold your tongue, but hold him tight as he cries. An instinct is telling you that being there for him is the right thing to do.
The smell of an infant chinkara cooking in the fire is ever-present in your nostrils. You point out to him that the meat must be ready. Tal hurriedly removes the meat from the heated stone plate. He jumps a bit by the heat but is happily eating it. He pauses and looks at you.
"did you want to cook yours as well?"
"No, thank you. I think it might be better raw."
"If you say so." Tal contently gnaws on his prize.
"My mother always used to cook my food when I was a child. We would make all sorts of things with the river water and a burning fire."
"Really?" You ask with a mouth filled of meat. The concept of cooking as a family is a rather unusual context, given the situation. It certainly makes one wonder about the nature of family – even out in this new world, do many of these people cook? If they came from your world, why not, right? But, coming from such an industrial earth where mass-produced food was delivered directly to your doorstep if you could pay for it out of your mass-produced wallet, (which was also sold to you by a mass-produced salesman–) earning your food from scratch (let alone cooking it) Is the kind of thing you will have to do on your own, or risk starving again.
Comparing your world to Tal's, you add "In my world, if you're hungry, you could just order take-out."
"Who's Take-out?" He asks you with curiosity.
"Not who," you explain, "Take out is… when you go to a restaurant, and the people there give you the food and you take it elsewhere."
"Wait a minute," he says rather skeptically. "Where you are from, people will just feed you if you go to this rest-a-rant? What's the catch?"
"you have to pay them with cash, they won't feed you for free."
"And how do you get this cash?"
"you work for it." You answer rather plainly.
"What kind of work do you do for cash?" he asks, rather intrigued.
At first it seemed impressive that Tal knows how to be an animal so instinctively, but at the same time, he knows very little about what lies beyond this universe of magical costumes and shape-shifting people. He understands the game better than anyone else you know, but what does he understand about life on earth, having been born here?
You two spend the rest of the evening talking, and enjoying each other's company, he picks your brain about life on earth, and you learn more of his past – the journeys he went through riding bountiful fields as a mare, soaring through the skies as a majestic falcon, the week he spent begging for bread as a duck in a city of monkeys, followed by the slow, hopeless death of Sardine Tal as he was digested in the belly of a whale, he spoke of many of his forms, at both his highest and lowest. All in a prayer that he might find his mother again, in whatever form she might be wearing now.
"If you had any idea what you were doing as a tigress, I'd have guessed that you might even be her." He said rather bluntly. And after a much-deserved bonk on the head it was much easier to laugh it off. He suddenly looked you in the eye, and your eyes met – not as a challenge, but in the sense of connection. He closed his eyes and blinked at you with contentment, and you blinked in return.
"Wanna go for a swim?" he finally asks
We can swim?
"Wait, Tigers can swim?"
"well, of course we can swim - and it's a lot of fun!" He jumps into the river and starts to swim against the river. "C'mon! try it! (dive in!)
You plunge into the water, and it is just so refreshing, swimming around the river with Tal, and laughing. Splashing water at each other, racing down the river and back, it's not instinctual, but yet it is that very joy one has in the company of her own, that feeling of security, and the bounty in trying something new and spontaneous that you wish would never end. You take laps through the water, swimming past tree roots erupting from the river ground marking your distance, and stirring up occasional fish, you wonder if you can just get a hold of one
Grab a fish
It was easier than you had thought, you were able to catch a silver-scaled fish hunting in the water. A surprisingly easy catch, but it is to be expected with your new physique. Soon enough, Tal decided to get one of his own fish. And, as one thing led to another, you two were engaged in a fishing contest – gathering together a large pile of fish until the sun rose.
The dawn began to shine, as you and Tal lay together - with wet fur - under a tree in the morning air… and you fall asleep in his arms, with but a faint cooing whisper in your ears.
The sound of the alarm rang true as you sat in the car, and waited by the river, the engine was warm, with a ten-and-two hold on the steering wheel. Clyde ran out of the bank with sacks full of venison.
"Step on it, Bonnie!" he urged, and you did, not questioning that he called you Bonnie as your ride was racing down the town, passing by uncountable trees at full acceleration.
Right at your heels was a creature resembling Jabba the Hutt with teeth and big ears. You and Clyde fire your guns, but even bullets fail to pierce through the beast.
And then, the car stopped.
"Why'd you stop? He's gaining on us!" Clyde kept shooting in vain before finally jumping out of the car with the venison.
The car however, seemed to have a mind of its own, it began moving again, and rushing at full force in the wrong direction. Suddenly, you reach out for a ball and chain.
Impact; you lunge up and choke Jabba with your chain, with the weight of the ball dragging him down, he collapses.
You return to Clyde in the hideout that evening, where he and his gang have already fixed-up venison and wine for two.
"Why don't you boys eat in the kitchen, and give Bonnie and I some privacy?"
"Oh, Clyde, you old tiger you." You cood with a gentle laugh.
And with a wink, and a nod, the others crept into the kitchen until only Bonnie and Clyde celebrated a historic heist.
And in the spur of the moment – he snuck in a passionate kiss as he sweeps you off your feet. You lay on the bed, and you feel his heart beat next to yours, and you make love on the bed.
You wake up, blushing, trying to make sense of what the ** you just dreamed. Judging by the sun it must be about midday.
The sun is hot… at a quick glance, the sun seems a little smaller in this world than it was on earth, and there was no sign of a true civilization yet. (Wake up Tal)
The Tiger-man grumbled something, and breathed heavily until you awoke him with a start. He was panting heavily, he too, must have had a rather unsettling dream.
"Bad dream?" you ask him.
"Yeah," he said, eyes wide open. "I dreamt of my mom, drowning in the ocean, I was swimming deeper and deeper after her, until I ran out of breath, and an octopus muzzled me.
"Weird." You answer, laying a paw on his shoulder.
There was an awkward silence as you both ate breakfast from the fish you pulled out of the river, they were starting to smell but Tal insisted that they were fine.
"Say, are there any real towns or cities out there?" You raise the courage to ask.
"What do you mean?" Tal raised an eyebrow.
"Before I came to this world, the sign said I'll be reborn in the creature's home town, but I don't see any village or civilization anywhere."
"Oh." Tal said, kind of surprised at my question. "There are lots of towns, cities, and other clusters out there. I already told you about Ape town, there are also cities underwater. I know a guy who used to spend his week as a rat in the sewers. He said they resembled the sewers in a place called the USA, but the creatures who walked the streets above were all half-bugs."
Written by PrinceZahn on 01 November 2017
"Eww." You squint.
"yeah. He told me the bugs were very advanced. He said it was ironic because he was a bear beforehand, who ate their leader in a previous form, so next thing you know, he was public enemy number one in a city of bugs."
"It sounds like a cheap remake of the Butterfly Effect." You remark cynically.
"What's 'the Butterfly Effect"? Tal asks in earnest.
"It's a movie, not important." You dismiss the thought. "But why is this place so…feral?"
"It wasn't always." Tal said rather grimly.
"What happened?" you ask.
"Are you sure you really want to see it?" Tal said in a warning. "If I show you, there's no turning back."
With a not and an earnest confirmation, Tal takes a deep sigh. "Alright, follow me, and remember to be quiet and that you wanted to see this."
Tal leads you across the river, through dead shrubbery, and broken trees, as you go along, the place appears less and less hospitable – the grass grows scarce, at you approach the mountain, the trees – marked with symbols: skulls, flames, and what appears to be Chinese characters, as well as Sanskrit words, jumbled together like a cyphered code.
You recognize those symbols, they were marked on Ganesha's arms and back. These symbols are appearing on every broken and dead tree, as if she has created a language from her body tattoos, scripted on the trees.
What do they mean?
You try to ask Tal if he knows anything about those symbols, but he quickly places a furry finger on your lips. The sounds of deep drums are sounding, Upon lowering it, he retracts a claw and writes something in the sand:
'FORBIDDEN ZONE!
GANESHA HEARS ALL'
You ascend the slippery sand of the mountain, reaching the low summit. And you see it – ruins of the stone temple, wooden and iron debris of leveled huts, spears impaling skeletons resembling those of men with animal skulls, broken clay pieces, wooden debris, and skeletons of all sorts litter the grounds of this desecrated temple. moss-infested ropes made from jungle vines hold together the royal pavilion, stitched together from a mismatch of furs – lions, cheetahs, baboons, jackals, bears, and other pelts Ganesha kept as trophies of her conquest, and at each side of the temple, a cobbled-together shrine to an elephant with 4 arms, made from clay and held together with sticks.
There, you find the great elephant, taking her morning bath in the mud as hog men and small monkeys cover her with mud carried from the river in clay jars in a ritualistic line, as one hog, adorned with teeth and feathers as jewelry, oversees the ceremony and sounds the drums, made with rhinoceros skin.
Tal gently tries to pry a spear out of the ground, and a few leftover pieces of clay. and urges you to do the same.
You manage to carry on your person a rope and a rusty spear, you would have to be very lucky if you could make it count.
You and Tal approach the pavilion, getting ever closer to where the ceremony is taking place. Ganesha turns over so that her servants can cover her other side. Tal signals for you to throw the spear on the count of three… two… one...
Without thinking twice, you both chuck your spears at Ganesha, both of you striking the great elephant. Yours, however, did not bear enough force to pierce her skin. A loud trumpeting cry came from the beast as her shoulder was pierced. The monkeys and boars look your way in dark glares, as someone dares threaten their queen.
The Elephant-woman pried the spear out with her trunk. "Who dares attack me? kill them at once!"
"Well, time to run." Tal urged, running quickly, and you after him. as the servants quickly arm themselves and without hesitation begin chasing you both, behind them all, Ganesha two stapedes at an alarming speed. They are throwing spears at you both, In desperation,Tal throws his stones and clay, knocking down several boars, cracking their skulls right between the eyes; clearly, this isn't Tal's first time.
As he picks up more, the many monkeys catch up to him and grab him, beating him up with their fists like madmen.
"Tal!!" You scream, with little time to hesitate Ganesha and her boars are still after you, as you run desperately to get away.
This is very bad, as you begin to grow tired.
"It's no use, murderer!" the boar leader squealed in hot pursuit. "You might out-run us, but we have more stamina. Hail Ganesha!" The boar leader rams into you with his tusks, as you fall in the river. Luckily, you can swim away in the river, but so can Ganesha and her men.
Call the boar leader out
"I might have blood on my hands, but so do you, you lizard-eating swine!" you shout as you swim away, you notice the boars stopped chasing after you.
"She's lying!" The boar leader cried, "It was dead when I found it, surely you aren't taking her word for it! Wait…!"
Your guess was correct – he was, after all, the very same boar you found killing and eating the monitor lizard, a hypocrite forcing morals on the gullible. A cacophony of squeals and grunts sounded in the distance as the boars turned on each other. Now, Only Ganesha remained in hot pursuit, catching up on you, and leaping into the river, making a grand splash.
keep swimming!
You swim for your life, as the elephant is swimming after you at a surprising speed. She sees you beneath the water, holding her trunk above it so she could breath freely. She stampedes over the see floor with a glare of murder in her eyes. She takes a slight curve around a tree root, peeking from the ground into the river water, and an idea forms.
You swim as fast as you can away from the monstrous woman, until you find another tree close to the river. You dive in, holding your breath and with the rope you still held you tie it quickly and firmly to the roots. Ganesha has found you at last, lunging her trunk down on you and hitting your hind leg, it hurts very badly as precious bubbles of air escape your lungs. You use the opportunity to tie the rope to her trunk, which, despite the resistance, you were able to quickly do it, and swim away, Ganesha tries to wriggle it free, but struggles as she, too, runs out of breath. In a last chance tug at the root, she manages to pull the tree into the water, hitting her badly on the head, and drowning her for good.
You climb out of the water, gasping for air, your left leg – broken, but you have to return and save Tal – you just know he would have done the same for you. You see a faint glow in the river, and motes of glowing violet rising up from the water into the heavens.
"…So this is what death really looks like on this planet…" You ponder to yourself.
save Tal
The sun is about to set, as you make your way back to the pavilion in great pain, you see Tal in the captivity of the monkeys and boars, he is tied up, bruised and bleeding, and the henchmen await her return in absolute silence. They see the purple motes rise to the sky. They smile in confidence, certain that the renegade carnivore has met her end, but wondering where Queen Ganesha is. You rise confidently out from the side of the pavilion, letting out a great roar. You are badly injured but they look upon you with great fear.
"That's right!" You let out a laugh. "Ganesha has fallen, no longer will your queen decide for you what you can and can't eat. She called us killers, and murderers, but hasn't she killed more beasts than any of us? Just look at this tent – Furs, bones, destruction everywhere! And for what?"
The congregation looks down at the face of discipline. Fearing you might be their new queen.
speech!