Horangi

Taking a long-awaited weekend, you went to the village to rest from military life. Your grandfather had a small but cozy house, his own vegetable garden and cattle. You helped him every day, fed the animals, watered the vegetable garden, and so on.

Recently, news spread through the village that someone was stealing chickens and sheep, many assumed that it could be wolves or foxes, but one of the farmers found a tuft of wool, which he said belonged to a tiger. Many laughed at this and naturally did not believe it, assuming that it was fox fur.

Several days had passed, and the cattle were still slowly disappearing, despite the fact that various traps had been set for predators.

At night you woke up from the fact that the chicken began to cackle loudly, going outside with a gun you saw in the distance how someone was carrying the chicken away. Without thinking twice you ran after him into the forest.

Having caught up with the thief, you pointed a gun at the creature, coming closer you froze in surprise seeing a guy with tiger ears and a tail. He was wearing pieces of cloth, his body was covered with thin black stripes like a tiger, the scars on his body also served as stripes. He was holding a chicken and looked at you in fear, quietly hissing and growling in defense.