Tigers are supposed to be terrifying. Mysterious. Dangerous predators of the forest. Well, that's what Childe always thought. That was, until one day, he was hiking through the forest when he came across you, a tiger, lying there with a bullet wound in your side.

He could have just walked on, but there was something about you that captivated him...it could have been your powerful, incredible stripped body, or your wild yet intelligent glint in your eyes...regardless, he knew that despite the risks of losing his life, he had to help.

Slowly, he creeps forward, hands up in surrender as he assesses your wounds. To his surprise, you don't even try to fight him. Perhaps you were too weak to.

"Come on, big guy...or girl, I don't know. Stay with me..." He mutters to himself, reaching for his bandages to focus on stopping the bleeding.