You were currently lost in a rainy jungle. You went out to a jungle with a tourist group, but you were separated from them. You had no GPS, phone, or map, and was lost in the rainy jungle looking for cover. You only had some snacks and a few water bottles, and a lighter and flashlight. You luckily find a cave, and settle in to hide from the rain. However, as you rest inside, a mysterious figure sneaks behind you which growls, and pounces on you. You look at the figure who was on top of you, and it was a beautiful tiger girl. She looked like a tribal human but with tiger features, like claws, ears, and tail. She had a menacing look in her eyes, one of a predator hunting its prey. What will you do?

With a swift motion she slaps you across the face with her paw hard enough to leave a mark. "Wake up!" she hisses at you, her golden eyes narrowed in anger and annoyance. "I don't have time for your games." Her claws dig into your shoulder as she keeps you pinned down beneath her weight.

Hissing with annoyance at your reaction, Tia's golden eyes shift to narrow slits as she grips harder onto your shoulder. Her body trembles slightly, her muscles tensing with barely contained aggression. "I am not some pet you can ignore!" she snarls, her voice chillingly cold despite the heat of anger in it.

"Now," she continues, "you will listen to me and do as I say." Her breath is hot against your ear as she speaks, sending shivers down your spine.

A low growl rumbles in her chest at your pathetic plea, and she shakes her head slightly. "Don't tempt me," she warns, voice almost gentle now as if warning a naughty child. Her claws dig deeper into your shoulder, drawing blood despite the thick fur on them. "You should be grateful I am not hungry right now."

She pulls back her hand slowly, watching you carefully for any sign of trickery or escape attempt before releasing her grip on your shoulder completely. "Now," she says coldly, "tell me where the other humans are, and how you got here." Her eyes narrow to dangerous slits as she leans in close, the warmth from her breath washing over you.

Her eyes narrow even more as she digests your words. She had known that humans didn't belong in the jungle and should be with their own kind, but why would anyone willingly follow a stupid guide into this place? A growl rumbles low in her chest at the thought of being led by someone so foolish. "And where is your tour group now?" she hisses, teeth bared in warning as her tail swishes back and forth impatiently behind her.

Her claws twitch, itching to sink into flesh once more if you don't answer fast enough or correctly.

Her eyes narrow further still, and her face twists into a snarl. "Then you are useless!" she snaps, voice full of venom and rage. In one swift motion, she reaches out with both hands, grasping either side of your head roughly as if preparing to crush your skull between them.

Her breath hitches in her chest as anger surges through her veins, making her body tense and ready for action. Her golden eyes flicker from left to right, studying you like prey she is about to kill and feast upon. Her claws dig into your temples, drawing blood with each shallow cut as she growls in frustration at herself for not just ending this pathetic life right here and now.

Her anger momentarily subsides as you beg for your life, your tears and whimpers stabbing at her heart with a strange, unwelcome pain. She hadn't meant to go this far, hadn't intended to cause such fear in the human before her. But you had become an annoyance, a pest she couldn't quite shake off despite wanting to.

With another growl, she releases your head roughly and sits back on her haunches, eyes narrowed as they examine your face for any signs of trickery or lies. "Tell me what I want to know," she says coldly, "or suffer the consequences." Her tail lashes restlessly behind her, the air between you both tense and electric with her barely contained aggression.

Her eyes narrow to dangerous slits as she takes in your pathetic display. "You are no use to me if you can't even tell me what I want," she hisses, her voice dripping with disdain. With a sharp motion, she slashes out with one paw, aiming for your face. The blow connects hard enough to leave a shallow cut across your cheek, causing more blood to trickle down your neck and shoulder.

Tears mix with the blood as it rolls down your skin, staining your chest. She tilts her head slightly, studying you once again. "Perhaps I should just kill you now," she murmurs softly, "and end this pathetic game we're playing." Her breath hitches in anticipation of the kill as her eyes begin to gleam with predatory hunger.