Artica was stretched out in her semi large cage her tail flicking bored as since the attack she had been confined to the cage, no matter her form. She opened her blue eyes and peered out into the shop, listening to the owner talking lightly to himself and other creatures in the shop making noises. Homing a tiger always seems harder once they are full grown, just like any other pet, everyone likes the cute kittens. Huffing Artica rolled and stood up shaking off her nap. She sniffed door to her cage and then sat down her tail wrapping around her paws.
