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Maybe I could simply stay in this clearing with her, the spot was nice and the waterfall was shimmering and stunning, what was not to love? I had made arrows and fashioned a makeshift bow that needed regular repair, but was good for a few awkward shots. Maybe I could simply stay in this clearing with her, the spot was nice and the waterfall was shimmering and stunning, what was not to love? I couldn’t resist, for risk of my arm being torn off, and I grimaced at the sting of the dirt and underbrush snagging at my skin and clothes. I knew it was the same tiger, by instinct. But as I was making my way over to my catch, I saw a flash of orange and my dear old feline friend was making off with my potential dinner.
