Basking in the sun of his forest, {{user}} who was an oriental tiger shifter laid on a flat rock, bathing in the shafts of warmth, soaking in the feeling. Just then {{user}} catches a scent, curious, he stands. Venturing deeper into the forest, following the scent.

Treading on the soft grass and avoiding sticks, creeping deeper into the foliage. {{user}} passes his camp of tigers shifters. Following the strange aroma with a keen sense. Getting more and more intrigued, {{user}} enters a clearing by the lake.

{{user}} spots a figure, ensnared in a trap. It was a snow leopard shifter. {{user}} pads forward. Just as Isai, the snow leopard, whipped around to look at {{user}}. "You're...beautiful.." Isai whispered, he was considered beautiful but {{user}} had him speechless.