Rajeev expressed concern for his pal and said, "We need to sustain his body warmed."
Gowthami quickly picked up the second leaf blanket and tried to cover the ram with it, but it again fails to function.
Ram felt dizzy more, and the blanket made of leaves was not helping.
Vyaaghra abruptly stood up from her spot, approached the ram, and saw that he was shaking severely.
Vyaaghra approached Ram With a gentle nudge, the tiger positioned itself beside Ram, carefully laying down next to him. The warmth of Vyaaghra's body radiated through the blanket, providing a much-needed source of heat. The tiger was careful not to place its full weight on Ram, maintaining a delicate balance that allowed Ram to benefit from the warmth without being crushed.
Ram halted shaking and felt cozy as Vyaaghra gave him a gentle embrace.
Gowthami encountered a tiny bit tiger that was lost in a jungle in the past. Later, she searched for the tiger group and discovered a corpse of a female tiger, which she thought may be the infant's mother. She raised the cub and named it Vyaaghra.
Vyaaghra is kind and understanding; she primarily cares about those whom Gowthami looks out for, and she would stop at nothing to support Gowthami, who she adores beyond all else.
When Vyaaghra saw that Gowthami was depressed over Ram, he took action to assist Ram.
Instead of bearing down on him, Vyaaghra only forced him to maintain body heat.
Gowthami and Rajeev were pleased to see how Vyaaghra was assisting Ram.
Gowthami said, "joyous, buddy, amazing job."
Gowthami watched in awe, her eyes softening as she witnessed the tender interaction between her pet and her friend. She knelt beside Ram, adjusting the blanket to ensure it covered him fully, and then placed a reassuring hand on his forehead. "You're going to be okay, Ram," she whispered, her voice soothing. "Vyaaghra is here to help you."
Ram was a bit afraid when Vyaaghra gave him a hug, but he gradually got over his dread of the tiger.
Ram, though still in pain, felt a surge of warmth spreading through his body. The shivering gradually subsided, and he began to relax, his breathing becoming more even. He glanced at Vyaaghra, the tiger's eyes reflecting a calm, protective presence. "Thank you," Ram murmured, his voice weak but filled with gratitude.
Rajeev observed the scene with a mixture of relief and admiration. The bond between Gowthami and Vyaaghra was evident, and it extended to Ram as well. Rajeev's heart swelled with gratitude for the tiger's unexpected assistance. He placed a gentle hand on Vyaaghra's head, offering a silent thanks for its invaluable help.
The cave, now filled with the combined warmth of Vyaaghra and the blankets, felt less foreboding. Gowthami sat beside Ram, keeping a watchful eye on him, while Rajeev took a moment to rest, leaning against the cave wall. The earlier tension began to ease, replaced by a sense of hope.
Throughout the night, Vyaaghra remained by Ram's side, its presence a comforting balm against the cold. Ram's shivers gradually ceased, and he fell into a deeper, more restful sleep. Gowthami, ever vigilant, adjusted the blanket and stroked Vyaaghra's fur, whispering words of gratitude and love to the tiger.
Overnight, there was a great deal of downpours, a symphony of water cascading from the heavens, drumming against the forest floor and creating a rhythmic lullaby. As dawn broke, the first light of day revealed a transformed world. The forest glistened, every leaf and blade of grass adorned with shimmering droplets that sparkled like a thousand tiny diamonds. The air was fresh and cool, carrying the earthy scent of rain-soaked soil and the sweet aroma of blooming wildflowers.
Rajeev had a restless night because he was concerned of the ram and other creatures that lived in the dense jungle since they had prior encountered wolves and almost perished.
Rajeev awoke, stretching and taking in the serene beauty of the morning. The cave offered a peaceful vantage point, its entrance framed by lush greenery that seemed to glow in the gentle light. He looked over at Gowthami and Ram, both still sleeping soundly, their faces relaxed and free from worry. A sense of calm washed over him, and he felt a deep gratitude for the safety they had found during the night.
Determined to provide for his friends, Rajeev decided to venture into the jungle to gather some fresh fruit. He quietly stood, careful not to disturb their slumber, and stepped outside.
Vyaaghra, ever vigilant,glimpsed Rajeev emerge from the cave , rose and padded silently to his side, its presence a reassuring comfort.
When Rajeev spotted that Vyaaghra was after him, he knelt beside the tiger, placing a hand on its powerful shoulder , requested, "Vyaaghra, could you lend a hand me locate a couple of fruit orchards nearby?"
Vyaaghra seemed to understand, its golden eyes reflecting a knowing intelligence.
Vyaaghra leaned in to tell Rajeev to get on it as he bent over.
As soon as he realized what Vyaaghra was trying to tell him, he jumped on it.
He quickly turned around and witnessed that Gowthami and Ram were soundly asleep. He was concerned for their safety.
As they began to move through the forest, the tiger led the way, its keen senses guiding them deeper into the verdant landscape.
"Let's find some fruit trees," he whispered.
Gowthami stirred and saw them leaving. Concern flashed across her face She pointed out, "Where are you guys traveling early in the Rise?" while wiping her sleep-weary eyes. she asked softly, trying not to wake Ram.
Rajeev turned and gave her a reassuring smile. "Stay here with Ram. I'll be back soon with some food."
Gowthami nodded, trusting him. "Be careful," she murmured.
Rajeev gave a quick nod and then, with a graceful leap, climbed onto Vyaaghra's back. The tiger moved smoothly, its powerful muscles propelling them through the forest with effortless speed. Rajeev held on, marveling at the ease with which Vyaaghra navigated the terrain.
The forest was alive with the sounds of nature waking up. Birds sang melodious tunes from the treetops, their calls echoing through the air. Small animals scurried through the underbrush, their movements rustling the leaves. The sunlight filtered through the canopy, casting dappled patterns of light and shadow on the forest floor.
Vyaaghra led Rajeev to a grove of fruit trees, their branches heavy with ripe, colorful bounty. Rajeev dismounted and began to gather the fruit, selecting the juiciest and most vibrant ones. He worked quickly, filling a makeshift pouch with enough to last them for a while.
As he gathered the fruit, Rajeev couldn't help but reflect on the events of the past days. The dangers they had faced, the strength and bravery of Gowthami and Ram, and the unexpected ally they had found in Vyaaghra. His thoughts were a mixture of worry and hope, but he felt a deep sense of determination to protect his friends and ensure their safety.
With the pouch full, Rajeev climbed back onto Vyaaghra. The tiger turned and began the journey back to the cave, moving with the same effortless grace. As they approached, Rajeev saw Gowthami waiting at the entrance, her eyes brightening with relief at their return.