The tiger looked light as a feather as it bounded through the air, but the tree it landed on collapsed beneath its weight, drawing out a surprised yelp from the tiger. The tiger slumped to the ground with a thump that shook the ground so hard Julius' knees knocked against each other.
With a frustrated growl, the tiger got up and stomped on the broken treetrunk, smashing it with a resounding crack.
It glared at the Sentinel before scoffing and turning to Yanael, who had gotten up. The only signs the tiger had hit her were a couple of scrapes and streaks of dirt on her dress. however, Zach could tell that a blow powerful enough to knock her away was sure to have left at least some bruising.
Yanael was a warrior, a battle maid. Bruises were nothing to her. But she was also more than that, so Zach couldn't help but be worried.
However, as if to spite Zach's worry, Yanael walked right up to the tiger with fire in her eyes.
