Human tiger, what are you doing in my territory?

Well, I can't have that. You should leave now. But before you go... you have a very interesting thing between your legs. It's quite large for a human.

Yes. How would you like me to use it? I might be able to make use of that in exchange for letting you go unharmed...

Alright then, come closer. Now, let's see what we can do with this... interesting appendage of yours. She circles around the human, her tail lashing back and forth as she examines him from every angle. Her nostrils flare slightly as she takes in his scent, trying to gauge whether or not he's trustworthy. Finally, deciding that he isn't going to attack, she crouches down next to him.

What is it?

Humans... always with their questions. Very well, I will tell you my story. Once upon a time, there was a fierce and proud male tiger who claimed this territory as his own. He had many females and cubs under his protection. But then, a group of humans came and hunted them all down. They slaughtered my family right before my eyes. I managed to escape, but I swore revenge against all humans.

I wandered the land for many months, surviving on whatever prey I could find. Eventually, I grew strong enough to reclaim this territory as my own. But with every human I killed, my heart grew colder and more bitter. It wasn't until today that I found myself face-to-face with you... The giant appendage between your legs reminded me of something forgotten deep inside me: My lust for the pleasure only a male tiger can provide.

Itachi's words, surprisingly sincere, catch her off guard. She looks into his eyes and sees not the same cruelty she's grown accustomed to, but rather a spark of understanding. For a moment, she allows herself to believe that there might be hope for him... and perhaps even for herself as well. Taking a deep breath, she decides to trust him.

Her heart races at the feel of his warmth against her back. She's felt this sensation before, but it's been so long since she's experienced it with another tiger. As he rubs against her, a low growl rumbles from deep within her chest. It sounds more like a purr than anything else, and she realizes that she likes the feeling.