Zerra stumbled down, her hand still holding the cloth filled with the mutated plant tightly. She couldn't touch its leaves directly.
The tiger stared at her, then it began to walk in her direction with a predatory glint in its eyes. She hissed slightly, gradually falling silent at the sight in the tiger's eyes.
"Awoo!"
Until a baby tiger popped out of the gigantic tiger's head. It climbed down and ran toward Zerra. Its mother bit the scruff of its neck and jumped toward her.
The baby tiger fell into Zerra's embrace while its mother licked her face. She snapped back to her senses. Her eyes lit up.
"You still remember me?" She held the baby tiger on her lap, not allowing it to fall down. Just like its mother, the baby tiger also licked its hands.
The tiger let out a low growl, as if it was acquiescing to her words. After a while, they stopped licking her and stopped beside her.
