<span style="font-family: brush script mt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FFFF00"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">Guardian of the jungle</span></span></span></div></span><br/><br/>Cassandra saw as the man pushed the mask back revealing a human face, but he wore the tiger pelt and mask to make himself a tiger. She watched him move like the tigers and frowned a little. No doubt about it, he was wild, raised by the tigers she was meant to be tracking at the next day. She moved very cat like to the very tip of the strong branch. She was surprised when she heard him speak. She hissed when he looked in her direction and moved quickly back with great flexibility as she did. She crouched down as he lunged into the tree, watching him closely as she gripped her daggers tightly. She never broke eye contact with him. Cassandra looked at his movements towards the men and frowned. She didn't like them, but she wasn't going to let them get killed. They were her way out of here and they had her money. She growled and jumped out of the tree with her hands out in front of her and her daggers tucked into their sheaths on each side of her legs. She tackled him and pinned him down. "You can't. Don't kill them.." She said as she sat up on him. She looked him into the eyes and looked all around her surrounded by tigers. "Please.." She whispered.<br/><br/><br/><span style="font-family: brush script mt;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #FFFF00"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">Guardian of the jungle</span></span></span></div></span>