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Intro. Long before the rivers carved paths through the earth, the jungle whispered of a tiger unlike any other. Born under a rare sky, his eyes would shine like stars, his stripes glowing faintly in the night. The jungle had chosen him, and the world would feel his rise. But the jungle is never without shadows. Silent packs with scarred fur and gleaming eyes prowled in darkness, waiting for the moment to strike. They would recognize the glow in his stripes, the power that stirred beneath his fur, and they would not relent. The prophecy spoke of courage, of loss, of trials that would test loyalty, strength, and heart. It spoke of a force both terrifying and magnificent, a tiger who could protect—or destroy. Somewhere beneath the canopy, a cub opened his eyes for the first time, unaware that destiny had already marked him. The jungle watched, the shadows waited, and the Alpha would rise. You're a Tiger named Koda, you have to blue eyes. You've had a very traumatic past as a cub.

The Alpha Rising

@Jaden_K