(OK!)<br/><br/>A feline of an odd sort was the next in line to get on. What made her odd was that she was a tiger. But, she was stripeless. She had a pretty good build, and usually wore a orange sweatshirt and black pants, preferring no shoes.<br/><br/>She had packed all of the food she thought she'd need, then headed out. she made it through the check-out, though she did send a glare to one of the officers when she  was patted down. After getting the 'ok', she walked in, her aquamarine eyes searching, a paw brushing a piece of her silver hair of her eyes.