Ch. 1: Shira
A teenage tigress was running around an open land, living life off the cahin.
"Now this is life," said the teenage tiger cockily, "No rules, no responsibilities; Just doing what I want."
She soon discovered a prehistoric meerkat munching on tall grass nearby.
The teenage tiger grinned mischievously.
"Dinner time."
She then growled and ran at a fast pace at the meerkat, who immediately saw her and ran for its life.
The chase went on through a forest, a small oasis, and even through a patch of ice.
The meerkat stopped when it came to a cliff and looked fearfully as the tiger ran up to it.
"Nowhere to run, pal!" she shouted cockily.
With that, she leaped at the meerkat, which ducked its head as the tiger then accidentally junped off the cliff and screamed as she fell into the water.
She resurfaced and sputtered out water while struggling to remain adrift since tigers were not good swimmers (due to obvious reasons).
She looked up and saw that the meerkat is scurrying away.
"Hey, don't go!" shouted the tiger as she tried to stay on the surface, "Help me! I don't wanna drown!"
As she continued swimming, a giant wave came up behind her and she only looked behind her a few seconds too late as it came down upon her hard.
The tigress was now laying unconscious under the sea and the fishes were having fun with her body.
Suddenly, a skull grabbed her by the body and suddenly pulled her upward very fast.
Soon, Shira was out of the water and on a giant floating block of ice.
A pair of scruffy looking hands came out and pressed down had on her stomach several times, causing her to regain consciousness and cough the water out of her.
She looked up at her savior.
Her vision slightly blurry and sees a large dark figure before her vision returns and sees that her savior is a giant, scruffy looking monkey.
"Hello, Kitty," the monkey said with a grin.
The tigress suddenly jumped at the monkey and held his face down to the ground.
"Don't call me 'kitty'." said the tigress hostilely.
The monkey took her off and held her.
"Heck of a way to show gratitude for beign rescued, huh?" said the monkey slyly.
The tigress sighed and said, "Sorry and thank you, Mr. Monkey."
"Call me Gutt, Captain Gutt," the monkey introduced himself, "And you are?"
"Shira."
"Well Shira," said Gutt, "I have a proposition for you."
"What kind of proposition?" asked Shira.
"How would you like to join me in pirating?"
"Pirating?" Shira asked with confusion.
"You know, travel from place to place, grabbing every slice of food we can; etc. It's the least you can do after I saved you."
Shira took a moment of thought before grinning, "I'm in."
"Splendid!" exclaimed Gutt, "But first..."
Gutt took a small earing and used his right index fingernail to pearce Shira's right ear.
"Ow!" Shira shouted before Gutt put the earing on her.
She looked in a reflecting chunck of ice and grinend.
"Nice," said Shira.
"Glad you like it," said Gutt, who went to the front of the ship, "Now to set sail and find more maties."
TO BE CONTINUED...