(Tigrillo)
I watched as Dr. Mcintosh stiffened in surprise, hell I jerked in surprise. Cubs aren't suppose to be able to get over their instinct so quickly, one moment the snow tigress was crouched against the far wall, looking as ferocious as any wild animal, next thing I know, bam the cub is standing up and even talking. I mean, it took me a week to master speech, and it took me three to master control over my instincts.
Maybe its because the cub is a girl?
I let my eyes wander over her figure. Sometimes its hard to figure out whether some of us animalia were boy or girl. There are several females in this institute, but none as obvious as her. She actually had curves, and her face, even though were mostly tiger with some human looks, it was finer, more delicate. I instantly snapped my eyes back to Dr. Mcintosh, as he tried to answer her question.
"Well, child, you are an animalia, a former human, injected with animal genes. As to who you are, well that's up to you." I watched as the tigress slightly narrow her blue eyes.
"Why?" she asked.
"Why what?" asked confused
"Why inject former humans with animal genes?"
Then spouted the same crap he does that we always believed until we find out the truth, " We do it to better the human race so the citizens, when hurt, could replace what was lost." I watched as the tigress tilted her head and narrowed her eyes more to mere slits. I couldn't help but wonder if she bought the bogus story. She stood there for a moment, her mouth slightly open as if she could scent the lie there, and examined . I watched as the Doc started to fidget, then suddenly she stopped scrutinizing him and looked at the Doc, blue eyes wide and innocent.
Oh she is good, I thought.
"Okay then, but who am I?" she asked again.
"Well, usually the people who find you, often name you for the gene they want you to have. Since we only had the snow tiger gene left they might have named you for that." Ms. Joy put in. I then watched her become so flustered when the tigress looked at her, but her eyes were merely curious and zoned out. There was a pause and I watch the little tigress try to remember. She was out of it for so long I began to zone out, when she spoke up I jumped in surprise, very much ruining my threatening image.
"My name is Tigira." she finally said.