While Amon slept, he had a strange dream. In that dream, Amon was a white tiger...
Running and hunting, the white tiger seemed to be the king of the whole jungle. Amon couldn't control the white tiger's body, but he could feel every sensation as if it were his body.
Suddenly, the white tiger was surrounded by black tigers who used the water element. It was then that Amon heard a more than fierce roar come from the white tiger's mouth.
*Roooar!*
The roar seemed to have a paralysis effect, when the roar echoed, the black tigers stopped moving. When the white tiger was about to attack... Amon woke up.
"..."
Amon's body was soaked with sweat. The back of his head in particular was very sweaty, looking like it was wet with water.
Rubbing his eyes, Amon muttered, "What a strange dream..."
Pulling off the blanket, Amon sat up, propping his feet up over his head, supporting the icy floorboards.
