The Mountain's Call

"Ha!" The feline's tail swirled as she threw her opponent to the ground. She smirked, sometimes this was just too easy. "I see your skills are still lacking, panda."

Po groaned and stood up, "Tigress, I told you I don't like sneak attacks!"

"I know, that's why I do them."

"Well now that we're done fighting, let's get to my favorite time of the day, EATING!" The panda quickly ran to the kitchen, the smell of food drifting up to his nostrils. Tigress, on the other hand, stayed behind. She wasn't one who practically worshiped her stomach.

"Hey," Po stuck his head back into the training room, "Aren't you coming?"

The tiger looked up at him absent minded, "Hm? No thank you. I think I'll…take a walk."

The panda raised a black eyebrow, "You sure? Because my dad taught me this new recipe and-"

Tigress cut him off, "I'm good, thank you though."