Fruit Basket Tiger Novels & Stories

“Mother, I’m hungry.” “Hungry?” She nodded at me. I stood up and went to the kitchen and started searching for some food. Does a baby tiger eat veggies? The only food in the kitchen are some carrots, Chinese cabbage, and other vegetables that Pops harvested in his farm. I didn't know what to feed her so I just got anything in the kitchen and brought it on the table as I carried the baby tiger. I set her down along with the vegetables. Luckily, the newborn tiger ate the carrots. She happily hummed in contentment as she chewed on the orange vegetable.

Another figure was teleported to this golden fighting ring. It was a master of the Beast Clan with the head of a tiger and the body of a human. His head was that of a white tigress and on its forehead, there was a pattern formed by three horizontal lines and a vertical line, which looked as if it were burning. He was burly, and there was a thick striped white tail behind his butt. He looked majestic, but his face was also full of surprise and vigilance. Obviously, he had also been teleported to the golden fighting ring by the golden light for some unknown reason.

What the f**k! Tiger!" Toyota shouted as Brazil began bleeding profusely. "Are you f**king mad?" "I'm f**king with madness yeah! How dare he touch you!" Tiger ranted blindly. "I was never yours to begin with, so why claiming f**king ownership! Your possessiveness is not needed here f**king bastard!" Toyota yelled. "You got that wrong, you've always been mine, right from the beginning" Tiger smirked. "And who the f**k are you! What's your effing deal!" Toyota fired back.

This was an year old picture of him standing topless for the playboy magazine. "Now what the hell is wrong with her?" Troy frowned and then walked out of the office instantly, wiping away the sweat from his forehead. The only person Troy was afraid of was his grandmother, Mrs. Herarld Dawson, his only living family. Troy was closest to her grandmother ever since he was born and perhaps that is why she was the only person who could control the untammed tiger.

Still, I was more than gratified that they hadn't noticed my presence yet. Surprisingly, I was able to identify the animal with a glance. It was a crimson-eyed tiger which had become so arcade that it carried the property of a mystical beast. I could sense it. “Why would anyone want to capture such a ferocious tiger?” I fell into thoughts, immediately. The leader seemed to have sensed something and quickly looked towards the trunk I hid behind. It was not a glance of cautiousness, but of a somewhat mild unsurety. “What are you doing hiding there?”

“KIIITTTTTYYYYYYY!!” She wriggles out of Kas’s lap and sprints past all the shocked guards, the way only a determined toddler can, directly to Suea and wraps her arms around his foreleg. The gigantic tiger looks like he wants to shy back with the whites of his eyes showing, but is terrified to move, knowing wolf guards who are all on high alert with his presence are surrounding him.

Seizing the opportunity, he swiftly advanced with the Frost Crystal Divine Sword. He flew onto the treetop and launched an attack at the tiger. This time, the flurries of sword strikes were executed with even greater precision and speed. They slashed through the tiger with incredible force, leaving a trail of shimmering arcs in the air and causing the tiger to growl in pain.

Nia joins in as fierce as Noe. "Hahaha this is Lai and Tarap's fruit." Noa has already sucked. "Lai, who looks like durian, and then Tarap looks like cempedak," explained Nay. "Well, it's different, isn't it? I only know jackfruit and jackfruit." I also tried the fruit. "Tarap fruit is white, while jackfruit and jackfruit are yellow. The outer skin is also different, this fruit skin is like bristles." Nay felt the skin of the fruit.

Babor almost had a heart attack when Sasha reminded her. In the Tūkāriri rainforest of the south, the brown Slayers dipped their arrows and fukiya darts in the toxin of the poison dart frog. The frog was considered the most poisonous animal in the whole of Pan-Terra, and the tiger blowfish was the second. Each blowfish contained, mostly in its liver and ovaries, a curare-like poison that could kill thirty people in a matter of seconds. There was no known antidote.

Scarlett’s POV Tiger padded over to me, nuzzling me affectionately, and I reached out, stroking his fur gently. It was unexpectedly soft, and his familiar pinewood scent was even stronger in this form, mingling with the crisp, earthy air of the forest. Tiger’s size was impressive; he radiated strength, yet his movements were careful, tender as he shielded me from the cold, his massive body creating a warm cocoon around me. I leaned into him, feeling a comfort and safety I hadn’t expected.