Chapter 2
“I’m up,” called Tiger in a hurry to eat breakfast. Her stomach growled and she smoothed her bed-hair. She checked her updates on Stonechat, a social media platform where she had almost 5 million followers!!!
She made sure she was in hyman form before she snapped a picture. She was a dragon-fox-human hybrid. Her human form has brown hair, green and blue eyes (one of each), and would be Malaysian in the human world. Besides her fox ears, fox tail, and cat claws for nails and dragon wings, she looked perfectly human.
“Morning, mother,” Tiger said, rushing to get to her roasted caribou leg.
“Why, hello there, Tiger dear. How did you sleep?” Her mother responded. Her mother had brown hair, green eyes, and was also Malaysian.
Her mom was a cat hyman.
“Nicely,” Tiger said, “where’s my caribou leg?”
“In the Ivyice,” Her mother responded dismissively. “Oh, I found another prince of your age. Prince Ducksters.”
Tiger held back her laugh at the name. “Not interested.”
“You haven’t even met him! He’s a duck hyman, and he’s really smart! He–”
“Umm, no thanks. Not right now,” Tiger cut her mother off.
“Just try!” Her mother responded.
“Fine,” She said while thinking, whatever, might as well give her what she wants. I mean, all I have to do is meet him, say I’d rather marry a piece of prey than him, and he will get offended and leave.
After breakfast, Tiger saw the strangest thing. Tiger just saw the same thing she saw in the dream last night, namaste yoga monkeys on floating clouds protecting the palace.
Since Tiger thought they were cute, she decided to pet one.
And stars, it did not turn out the way she’d expected it to.
“OOOOOH, UEEE, OOOOH, OOOH, UEEEE, UEEE, OOOH!!!!!” Went the monkeys when Tiger pet them.
They started snapping their fingers and bobbing their heads saying, “Uee, Uee, crayon eater!!!! OOOOOH, OOOOOH!!!!!”
They kept repeating, sounding like they were special but at the same time, very annoying. Tiger rolled her eyes.
After a while of the yoga-namaste-monkey-things making weird-annoying sounds, Tiger left.
She went to the lake to take a swim. As you probably know, Dragon Hybrids can only die in battle so nothing could kill Tiger here.
Tiger started swimming down to the bottom of the lake but was running out of air. She was going to start swimming back up to the surface, when she saw something shiny.
Just when she was about to lose her last breath of air, just like in her dream, BLOOP, she just popped out of the water, into midair and fell into the muddy lake bank.
“Ugh,” Tiger said. “I’m going to go home, relax, eat, and read my books.”
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… When Tiger got home, she ran to her room without even saying hi to her mother. Tiger took a shower, changed into her sleeping clothes, and started reading her book about a human (Hoo-man) witch, (A human is a type of hyman that acts weirdly and is grubby.) that had elemental powers like water, fire, and air.
But she ended up drifting to sleep.
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… When Tiger woke up she was in a grassy plain with trees on both sides of her.
“Hello? Hello? Is anyone here?” asked Tiger as she started walking in a random direction.
“Hello?” She asked again.
Finally, Tiger saw something familiar.
‘Ah, the palace, finally something I am used to,’ She thought.
But the palace wasn’t the same, there was no one except for the namaste monkey she remembered from the previous night.
“Hello there, little one,” it said to her.
“Hi there…” Tiger responded uneasily.
“It’s okay, my dear, I’m one of your great ancestors,” The namaste monkey told her.
Tiger visibly relaxed a little bit, “Why am I here then?”
“The reason I brought you here is that, my dear, I need to give you something to help defeat the dark evil,” It responded.
“What dark evil?” Tiger asked, a bit alarmed.
“Don’t worry about that for now, but in a day I will come back to you and explain,” The namaste monkey said.
“And soon you’ll have to go on a long journey,” It said.
“So what do you have to give me?” Tiger asked, referring to what the monkey said to her earlier.
“The stone pallet, hold on to it tight, you're going to need it,” said the namaste monkey, giving her the stone pallet.
The carved stone felt cold and rough in her front paws, “Thank you,” Tiger told the monkey, as everything started fading.
“Good luck my dear, you’re going to need it,” The namaste monkey said. And those were the last words it said to her that night as she woke up in the palace with the Pallet in her arms.
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