Felih only looks a little sheepish, before he sighs and walks over, settling down next to her and offering her the bundle.
Within lies a very small, very helpless white tiger kit. It's barely got its eyes open, and if set on the ground, it will become quickly apparent that the kit is not even of an age to crawl very well on its own. He sighs and regards the sleepy, tired looking cub.
"It was abandoned. Creatures tend to abandon offspring that do not... 'turn out right,' so to speak. A white coat is a threat, a risk of attracting danger and predators, and even simply just 'unlike' the 'normal' tigers, and so..." He trails off, gesturing at the bundle. "Here we are. It seemed cruel to let it starve to death alone and cold."
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Within lies a very small, very helpless white tiger kit. It's barely got its eyes open, and if set on the ground, it will become quickly apparent that the kit is not even of an age to crawl very well on its own. He sighs and regards the sleepy, tired looking cub.
"It was abandoned. Creatures tend to abandon offspring that do not... 'turn out right,' so to speak. A white coat is a threat, a risk of attracting danger and predators, and even simply just 'unlike' the 'normal' tigers, and so..." He trails off, gesturing at the bundle. "Here we are. It seemed cruel to let it starve to death alone and cold."