In her effort to familiarize herself with the miraculouses, Marinette was going to spend time with one kwami each night. It would be good for them to get out of the Miracle Box and see the modern world, and they could tell her about their powers. Tonight, she decided she would wear the Tiger Miraculous. As she adorned the panjas, a sparkling maroon light appeared and transformed into the panther-like kwami Roaar.

"Ahhhhh, Marinette! We have much to talk about."

"We… do?"

"Yes ma'am, Tikki told me about your little predicament."

"Uh… predicament?" Please tell me this isn't about Adrien and Luka…

"This whole 'comparing yourself to everyone and finding all the things someone does better' predicament. Doesn't fly with me, you see. As the kwami of the self, it is my duty to see everyone under their own lens, and to measure them against themselves and only themselves. It is literally who I am."

The teen shrunk into herself a little bit. "You're clearly not shy about your feelings."

"Nope, and neither should you be! Consider this a pep talk. Being a miraculous holder is a great honor. It's a lot of hard work, yeah, and you won't always get what you want, but that's just a part of life. What matters is what you do with what you're given. Those with the greatest conviction to achieve their goals are the ones chosen to wield the jewels containing the power of the universe, to allow them to achieve those goals.

"That's you, Marinette. Tikki's been singing your praises to the rest of us kwami, you know. Your goals are noble, and your heart is pure. You shouldn't let any amount of mistakes or obstacles dissuade you from your vision."

"I'll tell you something similar to what I told Tikki, then: It's not just having the strength to pursue the vision, it's having the endurance to make it to the end. My miraculous gives me the strength, but nothing gives me the endurance, yet. I just spoke to Chat Noir about it tonight, to get his support."

"I'm glad to hear that. The most common misconception about self-confidence and self-reliance is believing that they mean someone must be confident in and rely on only their self. Knowing oneself also means knowing one's limits, where their self ends. Tikki said you're having some problems with that, too."

Marinette shrugged. "If I'm the one best suited, or the only one suited, to do so many things, then I have to do them, don't I? I don't know what else there is to say about it."

"I think you're underselling the ability of your friends to support you in doing those things. Let's make a metaphor to a tiger out in the wild. Tiger's gotta eat, right? Right now, you're the tiger that only eats when you're so famished that if you don't eat something, you'll die. You fill up, and then proceed to ignore any potential meals, no matter how convenient, until you absolutely need them again. That's not how a real tiger works, of course. They're constantly searching for convenient meals to keep their bellies full, so that they never get to a point of desperation where they have no choice."

"Tigers also don't have to worry about a bigger threat catching them eating and attacking them, or their loved ones, while they're vulnerable, or using the information to remove all of their meal choices from places they can reach."

"No, but many Ladybugs of times past have. Tikki would know more about that than me, obviously. I sure wish there were more Tiger wielders to say the same about myself…"

The girl shook her head. "That's a conversation to have later. I called upon you to hear about your powers and experiences tonight. It's a step to solve that problem of yours, is it not?"

"Hmph, I suppose. Don't think you'll be able to escape my paws for long, though." Roaar paused for a moment to shift gears. "So, as we've established, I am the kwami of ego, the self, and all there is to do about it. Self-awareness, self-determination, self-expression… defining sentience and intelligent life is very convoluted, and that's even just within the confines of species on this planet. In a way, I am the definition, but on an abstract level – I could not describe it for you in words even if I wanted to, which I don't. Wielding my miraculous can guide this journey, but ultimately it is up to humanity to figure out the answers for itself. To activate my power, you must say, 'Roaar, paint my stripes.' Likewise, the de-transformation phrase is, 'erase my stripes.'

"While transformed, your miraculous tool is a whip. Just like your yo-yo, it's indestructible and can be willed to perform many utilities a normal whip wouldn't be able to accomplish through physics. In case you're wondering, I'm not happy that the tool of the kwami focused on the individual is a knock-off of another miraculous. Although, I hear there's a famous movie series inspired by Nagual."

"Nagual?"

"The last superhero to wear the panjas, during the Peruvian War of Independence. You should probably know that the decolonization of that whole continent was one of the last and also one of the greatest conflicts the kwami have been involved in; most of the miraculouses came out of the Box for it, which almost never happens. Anyway, apparently the movies involve an archaeologist finding a magic whip in Peru and using it to hunt down other powerful artifacts before his enemies can. Sounds a lot like miraculouses, right? Plagg was jealous that they made it about me and not him."

"Why does that not surprise me… I think I know what movies you're talking about, but I haven't seen them. Anyway, uh, we were talking about your powers?"

"Right. Your superpower while transformed is called Showstopper. Say it, and all eyes will be on you. I mean that literally, your enemies won't be able to turn their attention away from you. If they can see you, they will watch, and if they can hear you, they will listen. Whatever you want to be known will be made known… or you could use it just for a distraction. Either way, I'm your gal."

"I see. Chat Noir might like that for a Unite." The heroine thought for a moment. "But if I were to give it to someone, I would want the kind of person who has a big heart and great skill at something influential, but who lacks the confidence to strive to make a difference. The Tiger Miraculous would empower them to let their true self shine and transform into a leader."

"Exactly. Oh, I'm getting excited just thinking about it!"

Marinette sighed.

"I still don't think that I want to hand out the miraculouses yet…"

"Mmm. Well, it's not like you have to decide tonight. I'm sure you'll make the right choice when the time comes."

"I hope so. Tell the others I'll be seeing them too, okay? Right now, I should go to sleep."

"Will do."

With that, she removed the miraculous and returned it to the Miracle Box, before storing it away in its secret hiding place at the bottom of her chest.