Good Morning/Afternoon/Evening/Night(whichever one it is in your part of the world),
Hi! I'm here to leave a quick review!!
First Impression: A very nicely done starting point here for a story...you've got most of the basic things that one needs and not only is this something rather unique in this tiger's point of view, but also it's got a very powerful hook there at the end.
Anyway let's get right to it,
The tiger cursed as he pulled his paws away from the now-revealed thorns. First, he needed to stop the hunt so he could escape the storm, on account of he hated when his wet pelt weighed him down, and the fact that the rain washed away any scents of prey. Now, his paw hurt whenever he put weight on it.
The tiger's night was going as far from plan as possible. He had been planning on catching a nice hearty meal, bringing it home, eating it while it was still warm, and then going for a nightly walk in the moonlight. He enjoyed gazing up at the stars and reminiscing of better days.
Hmm, I do believe that I have personally never run into a story involving the perspective of a tiger before, this is certainly a very interesting change right here..and I am liking this so far. It looks like we've just got a fairly normal tiger just having a bit of a general bad day here at the moment, which makes for a very neutral start, but of course the fact that this is a tiger does make this a bit of an attention grabbing one too.
At last, he was at the mouth of the small cave he resided in. After shaking the water from his fur, he stepped inside. It was a modest home, not too fancy yet better than a hollow tree. It was warm and dry, with a solid roof, and that was good enough. He was able to scare away anyone with the ordasity to intrude his borders.
The only luxury of the cave was the large nest-like bed he had crafted himself. It was made of mainly moss, with things such as feathers and the down of fallen prey.
Oooh, this is a fun little sequence there, just the tiger coming back home to rest in a cozy little place here...there's just an unusual amount of happiness radiating off of things here despite the fact that we're just seeing someone describe what is essentially a random dark cave. The way you really try to paint it in the light of a comfortable home in this tiger's eyes really brings across a very wholesome feeling here.
Like he often did, he was thinking of a certain cub, who had had features much like his own. Of course, these features did not include the tiger's ripped ears and long scar running down from his left shoulder to just above the paw. They did include the reddish fur and the same markings. Perhaps the cub would have had amber eyes as well.
The tiger's muscles tensed as his recollection grew closer to the cub's ultimate fate. His claws stretched out and raked the stone floor, and he growled softly as he reopened his eyes. His lust for revenge flared again, like a flame searing his very soul.
Oh that took a very sad turn there...it appears we've dipped into a really bad memory there towards the end and it looks to be one where this poor tiger's cub was killed of by someone...and potentially the tiger himself was injured in that encounter judging by the descriptions of those scars.
"Sick murderer," he muttered. "Worthless blackheart."
He buried his huge head in his paws. Revenge. That was the one thing he wanted. Not a mate. Not cubs. Not a large gene pool. Revenge. The word haunted his mind for hours.
Hmm, a rather powerful note to end things on there....definitely the sort of thing that echoes through your mind for a while this...to see tiger in such a state where they've only got the one thing to focus really showcases how much this lost must've meant to him.
Aaaaand that's it for this one.
Overall: Overall, this looks to be the start to a pretty interesting story here...revenge is certainly the sort of thing that can lead to a fairly intense plot here. Anyway that's about all I've gotta say.
As always remember to take what you think was helpful and forget the rest.
Stay Safe
Harry
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