Zerra was filled with confusion and doubt about the true nature of this world created from Cassias' memories. Was it some sort of illusion? Otherwise, how could familiar items appear here?
"Take a look at them, little cub." The tiger licked the top of her head fondly, her tone full of indulgence when she spoke to Zerra.
If the tiger in the real world could speak, she had imagined her voice might be like this. A little rough, but still feminine enough, sharp and powerful.
Zerra's first focus, however, wasn't on the items on the tiger's paw, but the tiger herself. She stared at her, agape. Now that she watched the tiger at close range, she was sure the tiger in the real world and this world was the same!
The golden fur, which gleamed under the sun, and the black stripes were as black as ink. The fur looked so warm and soft, just like the countless times when she slept in the tiger's embrace alongside the tiger cub.
