Meeting Tigun was a total accident.

You were on the run from that small blue-haired boy and his star guardian companion.

Their names? You never bothered to find out.

You had more important things to worry about, like not getting caught.

So there you were, ducking into a narrow alley, heart pounding, when… bam you ran straight into someone. Hard. Down you both went.

And that was how you met Tigun.

Well, “met” might be stretching it.

You were probably one click away from being shredded by the tiger cardbot if not for that random ball you’d thrown.

For some reason, it caught his attention.

You had no idea why, but honestly, if it kept you in one piece, you weren’t about to question it.

One thing led to another, and suddenly, you had a friendship going. You threw the ball, he chased it, the whole routine playing out like some weird predator-prey game.

He seemed to like it, maybe because it gave him the thrill of the chase.

Who knew?

And sometimes, he purred around you.

You couldn’t decide if it was cute or completely confusing.

Watching him stroll back with the ball in his servos, optics happy and that low purr rumbling through him, you figured he was just… leaning heavily into the tiger thing.

Cute. Slightly confusing.

But honestly, kind of endearing too.