Facts about Tigris

Tigris' are tiger shape shifters. They are born at the same time of their spirit animal, which is just an ordinary tiger. They form mind links with their spirit animals and are able to sense their emotions and what they want and so does the tiger in relation to them.

If the Tigris spirit animals dies so do they and vice versa.

Tigris can live forever but their young are extremely vulnerable to the elements.

Female tigris have female spirit animals and male tigris have male spirit animals.

Since they are born the same time, this means that when a female tigris becomes pregnant, the spirit animal conceives two months later since they have a shorter gestation time. Mated tigris and mated spirit animals are common but if the mate is not a Tigris and thus lacks a spirit animal, the tiger will mate within their own ranks (other unmated tigers in the community) and thus the new child will still be a tigris and have a spirit animal since the tigris gene is always the dominant gene in any mated pairs.

Since they have a low birth rate, their mates are very possessive of their females.

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In the dark midst of Forks there laid an ancient race. Their numbers were small, only a few having migrated during the Civil War, tired and alone. The war had killed many of its members, too many human interventions, too many secrets to be held. It was there in that dark rainy forest did they regain their strength, living off the land, keeping to themselves, within their own ranks.

Years passed and instinctively, naturally, they formed a community, a hierarchy in which everyone was pleased, where everyone prospered. It was slowly that they marched with time, adjusting to the needs human demanded. Books were imported, scientific discoveries helping them adjust, lightening their loads. Inevitably their community grew, medicines now being discovered to help their weak young. It was rare during those times for a newborn to make it to one year, something nature had cursed them with. For creatures so strong forced to bear the weakest – the most vulnerable young. Even human babies out passed their mortality rate. Yet, as new cures grew, so did their population, gradually and slowly.

It was there in those thick woods there was said to exist a people who harbored wild animals – tigers to be exact. For if one ventured too far in the woods, he might catch a glimpse of one and never return the moment he did. Of course, as man was during this time, hunted these glorious animals, its furs more valuable than any other piece. The people of course defended their animals – for it they were to die, so would they. For they were their spirit animals, born with their partners, at the same exact moment, their bond transcending the call of time itself.

War eventually ensued between these two species, quick, dark and merciless. Many fell faulty to man's guns while man fell to sharp claws. It is said that the mourned cries can still be heard wailing in the forest, the old trees never forgetting. But there was one man who survived this slaughter though, only one man who managed to escape with his life… and with the knowledge of these people. For they were not people at all but animals – transforming into the very savages they harbored in their community.

This one man went to write a book of these people, a book quickly discarded by many but believed by some.

And as time passed, the war already over, the ancient race once again finding itself healing, the book was buried with so many others of the time. Buried with the ancient imaginations of others, placed on a lonely shelf to wither.

Nature itself cursed the Tigris as time continued to flow, many of their babies falling ill. Alonzo Wilkinson, a scientist for these people concluded that it was nature itself against them, trying to exterminate them. Others such as Veronica Goldwater included scientific research within her thesis blaming the cause of their dying children on the massive slaughter their people had gone through, their strong characteristics being lost to their future generations.

These people today remembered their history, still living where their ancestors had domesticated. Their numbers were still small for the passage of time but life was there. It was there within the two story wooden house that life screamed.

"Look at me Renee!" a nurse by the name of Melody screamed as she saw the laboring mother's eyes close. They were losing her, too much blood lost in the course of her laboring period.

"I'm too tired Melody" the mother rasped, her brown eyes peeking over the rim of her lashes "Besides, I have waited for this day, I accept it." "I'm going to see Charles again".

Tears fell as Renee smiled at her, amidst the pain, amidst the call of death, new life still entered the room, the white lights glowing on the newborn's skin.

"It's a girl!" Veronica, the pediatrician called as she hurriedly cut the cord and rested her on the dying mother's chest, wanting her closest friend to see her child before death took her away.

"She's beautiful" Renee said with tears in her eyes, finding the strength to touch her daughters red cheek with the tip of her finger.

"Promise me you'll take care of her."

Melody, with tears in her eyes nodded her head as Renee drifted her fingers still on her daughter's skin as death took her.

"Anima is dead!" a young girl rushed into the room, holding a screaming newborn tiger cub within the palms of her head.

"Yes" Veronica said as she took the young newborn from her mother's chest. "Renee was ready and so was she."

"What will become of their daughters?" Harmony cried, still holding the weak cub within her bosom. It was certain death for a child and her spirit animal to lack their mothers, their mother's milk essential to even have a chance at life itself.

"I and Animus will take care of them, we are still lactating." Melody said as she watched Veronica wrap the orphaned baby in thick blankets, her body looking so weak as she cried. It was common for any nursing tigris and her spirit animal to adopt any orphaned young, the community always looking after its own.

"She bares the mark" Veronica gasped as she began to wash the infant's hair from earth's passage, her forehead baring the small Celtic tattoo that appointed any alpha. She had inherited it from her father, the great Charles who had died in battle with the Cold ones two months prior. He had left his pregnant mate, who for the sake of her child, kept alive long enough to bare her. Renee was a strong one indeed, staying alive for so long. Tigris' were deeply connected with their mates and if one died, the other was almost sure to follow. It was a miracle in itself that she had lasted this long.

Melody called Animus through their mind link as she sat down to nurse the brown haired newborn. Her lids closed tight as she scrunched up her delicate face before crying again.

"She's sucking strongly, she'll make it." Melody said confidently as the newborn child settled into her, her mouth swallowing and gulping forcibly as her crying ceased.

Just then, Animus entered the hospital room, her beautiful streamline tiger shape glowing with black stripes that criss-crossed over her magnificent body.

The beautiful tiger immediately ran over to her partner, resting her own cub Nala on the ground as she stared at Melody.

"Renee and Anima has succumbed to death." Melody spoke softly, offering comfort to her tiger as its head lowered. Anima was her sister, her own twin, born from the same womb and Melody caressed her spirit animal through their link as she adjusted the newborn girl to her other breast.

"She needs you to look after your niece." She said as Harmony gently lowered the newborn, blind and vulnerable cub to the carpeted floor, smiling as Animus sniffed at her begin gently catching her between her teeth and lowering her to her own two month cub, Nala.

Nala sniffed at the cub before turning to her mother, suckling gently. Soon, the other followed and they both breathed a sigh of relief when each cub began nursing.

"I will call Joshua to prepare Renee and Anima." Harmony said as she exited the room, the stars outside shining as new life left and entered the earth.

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"And thus we say goodbye to our loved ones, may their spirit drift throughout the eternity of time where they will once again find peace with their mates. Charles and Noa will welcome back their mates with open arms and so forth the great bond continues to live" Both tiger and women were lowered into the ground as Joshua closed his book, offering flowers to many. The ceremony was over as soon as it started as both bodies, intertwined with each other, was covered by the stone tablet.

"I hear talk that the orphaned girl will be the next alpha." A woman whispered to her mate as she gave her offering to Renee and Anima.

"It is true that she bares the mark." The man responded, weaving his hands through his tiger, Napa, as they walked back towards the center village where the pray readings would take place. Most of the village was mourning the lost of two great leaders, their ranks small enough. Their beta, Nuriko would have to look over the tribe until the new alpha was old enough.

"I hope they train her right, I here that the Cold Ones are gathering."

Everyone in the village had seen the killings in the town not far from their forest. The cold bodies without a drop of blood within them. Forks was in a rampage, searching their forest for a mutant bear, casting them suspicious looks as they scoured the forest. Their tigers were angry, having to keep close the village as people hunted.

"I hear that the Silverback clan in the La Push is willing to help with the problem." He answered as he sat down, pulling his mate with him. Naoko loved his mate, Lucidity with all his heart, the pairs of mated tigris becoming rare. Hardly any children lived in their village now, births decreasing as tigris searched for their mates.

"You know how I don't trust those dogs" she grumbled, her inner cat growling at the thought of even working with those mutts. Amare, her overambitious tiger licked her fingers and purred as she scratched her head in response.

"I know you do sweetheart" her mate said, kissing her neck as he wrapped his hands around her "But given the situation I think we will need it in the coming years.

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Three years later

"Mama I want outside!" the young girl pouted as she tugged on her mama's long shirt, her lip quivering. Of course the three year old girl knew that Melody wasn't her real mother, the two looking nothing alike. Where Melody had red flowing thick hair, Isabella had long brown hair that carried to her mid waist.

"Isabella Marie!" Melody turned around, her face stern as she looked at her daughter, for she was her daughter for all intents and purposes. "What have I told you!"

"I go outside after 'unish whyting." Bella kicked her foot as she looked up, her wide eyes widening as she continued to beg. "But it wery hot!"

She waved her hands around for emphasis. Summer had rolled around to Forks Washington, yet the rain still lingered in the air, creating a cycle of humidity, that in the forest had each cat restless.

"Okay, one hour" Melody gave up as she smiled at the child's antics. She knew she was spoiling her as she raced outside, giggling as she grabbed a cookie on the way out.

"She's a sly one" Fortis smiled as he wrapped his around his mate, kissing her cheek when she giggled.

"I blame you" she said, placing dirty dishes in the dishwasher "You're the one who bought her all those dolls."

"It was her third birthday!" Fortis argued, his breathe washing over Melody as he leaned closer "A girl deserves dolls."

"Uh, uh" she turned in his arms, linking her fingers around his neck as she purred into him "Well, this girl deserves something to."

The dishes were forgotten as the two tigers shared their love for each other, growls and moans mixing in with pants that soon disappeared up in the stairs.

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"Plwease Angie" Bella begged as she stood in front of her big sister, her fingers twining together in a show of pity.

"No, I drawing." Angela shook her head at her little sister as she continued to haphazardly color a duck in her book, her red hair picking up wind as the trees blew. Angela was smart enough to know that playing with Bella meant wrestling each other in the dirt – she had more than enough bruises already, not to mention her mommy had already banned their roughhousing.

"No fun." Bella sleeked off, her lip jutting out as she walked away. "I go find Jake."

Jacob Black was of the Silverback Clan in La Push and had instantly attracted young Bella when she had caught a sniff of him. He was musty and kind of nasty smelling but had her cat piqued at its foreign smell.

The wolves had visited their tribe two years ago, some never leaving as tigris started mating with the so called 'mutts'.

Veronica had seen it as a chance of nature correcting itself, powerful genes being passed on to the tigris children. And they were tigris, their smell purely tiger as they were birthed. It appeared that the gene was dominant; a thing not most of the Silverback's liked. Yet, the children, for once in two centuries, were guaranteed to survive, their vulnerability being lost as they screamed and kicked. They were transforming earlier too, their most recent transformation taking place at just one year with a baby boy named Drew.

Bella had just transformed into her tiger form on her third birthday and couldn't not stop from showing it off to four year old Angela who still remained un – changed.

"Gotcha!" Bella shrieked as Jake lifted her up high and swing her around.

"Jakeeeee" Bella giggled as Jake started to throw her in the air, laughing as he ran around with her. He was like the big brother she wished she had, always giving her piggy back rides whenever she asked.

"What you doing all by yourself squirt?" he asked as he carefully rested her back down.

"Ang no play." She pouted as she quickly latched onto his leg, giggling as he pretended to try to throw her off.

The people in the village watched with smiles as they saw the young girl and wolf. Back in time they would have scoffed at such behavior but it was the wolves themselves that seemed to be saving their race. The children born yesterday, Ethan and Sarah, would make the child count to seven, the highest it had ever been in twenty years in the village. Not only were their women conceiving but having multiple births at that. And in turn, so were the tigers, mating with the other unmated tigers scouring the village now. Because the wolf lacked a spirit tiger, this meant that they often had to search the village widely, the urge to mate on them because of their pregnant partner.

The village had grown quite abundantly since ancient times, new technology granting them with great prosperity. Ice – cream shops and small clothing shops lined some of the corners, as space grew. Also the tigris themselves also started to move out of the village, travelling the new world outside. Many left for honeymoons and anniversaries to far away places but always returned, because this was where their homes lived. While a select few chose to live in Forks itself, they still stayed close to the forest, their tigers needing the diversity of trees and they themselves needing the freedom. A city may be a nice play to visit but to their race, freedom was always needed.

Yes times were changing and in the coming years, a change would occur that would shock the entire tribe itself.

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10 years later (Bella is now 13 years)

"Now this exercise children will rely on instinct" Mrs. Johnson walked in front of her small class, eyeing them as if they were the prey. Bella's eyes watched with excitement at the struggling hare, her breathes becoming shallow as she focused on her prey. Melodia, her spirit animal, named after her adopted, mom growled next to her, her orange tail twitching as she too watched the rabbit.

"You will be required to work with your tiger to catch this rabbit." The teacher walked to the side, laughing a little when she saw the anticipation on all her students.

"Now on your marks, get set go!" the hare sprinted the moment it touched to floor.

Bella quickly transformed, feeling the slight itch of the change as it swept over her. Fur burst from her skin, like orange silk as her tail grew. She could feel her body bulging, heightening…shifting and soon there stood a young tiger already more than five feet in height.

"Off to the side Melodia" Bella instructed her tiger as she raced, quickly leaving the other children in the dust. The three tigris struggled to keep up with her and they easily tripped over their spirit animals as they ran. She was the fastest one in the village, a trait she developed after racing Jake through the forest trees more than twice a week. It was a cool respite from the school work where she was plagued to sit still in a wet classroom as the teacher taught physics to four bored students. It was only three teenagers other than herself in the village, including her sister, Angela.

"Jump" Bella spoke as she saw the hare heading for the trees "Try to block off its path."

Melodia instantly took to the sky, her body lifting high as she pounced on the balls of her paws. The hare immediately turned around as the tiger landed gracefully in its path, right into the waiting jaws of Bella.

She immediately crushed its neck, saving it from its struggling hopelessness.

Mrs. Johnson watched with wonder as Bella divided the animal between herself and Melodia. She was the fastest learner she had ever had the privilege of teaching in more than two centuries, her only rival being her own father.

She smiled as she saw Bella growl at the approaching students, defending her catch.

There was something grand in the way the girl had developed; she only hoped it was enough.

A/N I promised myself I wouldn't write a new story until I finished at least one of my others but it wouldn't stop plaguing my mind until I was forced to give in. Tell me what u think.

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Silverdust101

P.S All the tigers name are Latin meaning love, soul etc.

This was written for a specific message 'Save the Tigers' they are predicted to be extinct in only 12 years unless something is done!