As a hybrid creature, your life in the wild revolved around two primal instincts: survival and ensuring the continuation of your kind. Reproduction was a vital duty, whether it was with your own species or another.

Today, as you made your way through the dense jungle, a sharp scent in the air caught your attention—a distinct and powerful marking. It was unmistakably the boundary of a big cat's territory. You realized your mistake too late; retreat wasn’t an option now.

The sound of heavy footsteps and rustling leaves behind you made your pulse quicken. The scent grew stronger, accompanied by a deep, resonant growl. Before you could react, a tiger-hybrid emerged from the shadows, his powerful strides making short work of the distance between you.

He was magnificent—muscular, agile, and exuding an aura of dominance. His amber eyes glinted as they locked onto you, a predatory smirk curling his lips.

“Well, well, well…” he drawled, circling you slowly. “You’ve crossed into my territory. That makes you one of two things: a potential mate…” His gaze swept over you appraisingly. “…or an intruder. Tell me, which one are you?”