She found herself in a questioning situation that her mind could not wrap itself around. An almost deadly encounter with a talking white tiger, then a talking husky wielding a gun coming to her rescue. Both animals that could walk and talk like a human such as herself, but how is that possible? It shouldn't, couldn't be possible, but it was.<br/><br/>Erika felt less threatened around the husky as the tiger stormed away in clear frustration, but she didn't dare let her guard down. A place to stay did sound safe, almost too good to be true, then again would she ever get another chance like this with something friendly? The only weapon she carried, if one could call it a weapon, was a medium-sized pocket knife tucked away in the front pocket of her ripped and dirty blue jeans.<br/><br/>"I guess it beats staying out here where I'm vulnerable for attack." she replied.