Alright, this is the second part to my life's story, I hope you all like it. :3


The days have gone on, and Derik is now 5. By now Rina and Zeki have moved out of their village, and have moved up north. She's started school, with many other anthros; from zebras to the occasional tiger. Derik often asks her mother, "mommy, why are there no tigers at school? They are so pretty with their oranges and whites and blacks.." her mother responds with the same thing, "be glad dear, that you don't see many, be glad that the ones you see aren't 'sumatran', for they kill and shred all." As soon as she finishes talking, Derik walks away into her room and climbs into her bed and shivers despite the heat. She closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep. She has a dream, it's reoccuring, of a sumatran tigher running through her house, killing everyone in sight. The tiger gets to her room, and stops. She shivers and he turns away, walking on his back paws. She then wakes up crying. Rina runs in and caresses her, singing to her until she falls back to sleep. Little does Derik know, that her dream(s) are real...minus the killing. And that her mother and father know this tiger well.