A slim, teenaged tiger sauntered down the street, clad in a cropped blue jacket that sparkles in the sunshine. A kind of music's in his stride, moving to a rhythm that it seemed only he could hear. "'Ello there. The name's Axel, you mighta hearda me, lead singer for the all-animal band "The Meeps"?" Grinning, Axel hooks his thumbs in his belt, hip to one side. "We're a tad new to the U.S. of A., still a wee bit obscure n' underground, but our day in the sun is coming, mate, any day now..."