-A teenage orange tiger cub, named worryless, pranced into the forest, trying to find anything for his tribe to eat- This is ridiculous.... How do hunters bother with this everyday... -You, worryless's cubbing-sibling, just nodded in agreement to his statement- -Worryless eventually found a dove and killed it- Finally, even tho this is just one, it's atleast something. -You and worryless went back to stripe'tribe- Silver: hi worryless. Coward: oh, worryless and his cubbing-sibling?!