As me, Tara, and Genevieve were searching for Stephon and Brian in a grassy and forested area in the region, we were attacked by a tiger.
"It's coming right for us," I shouted. "It looks fast and agile, so be careful you two."
I lured the tiger towards me as Genevieve prepared her spear and Tara went into the distance to begin firing her arrows. The beast jumped at me with its claws but hit my shield. Tara was firing her arrows at it, and Genevieve was attacking it with her spear. I struck the beast with my blade, and then it retaliated and slashed me with its claws.
"Son of a bitch!" I shouted. "The bastard got me with its claws."
"Are you alright, Ricky?" Tara yelled.
"Yeah, I'm still good," I shouted to Tara. "You and Genevieve keep attacking it, and I'll try to keep its attention on me."
Genevieve stuck her spear into the tiger's side. "Let's kill it fast!"
I continued to hold the tiger's attention onto me. As Tara and Genevieve continued to attack the beast, I was evading its attacks.
"Good work on evading those attacks, Ricky," Tara yelled.
"Thanks, Tara," I shouted. "Not wearing any armor is making it easier to evade."
"This is what I call good spear practice," Genevieve shouted as she pierced the tiger with her spear.
As I continued to keep the tiger's focus on me and evade its attacks, Tara and Genevieve continued to deal all of the damage to the beast.
"It's getting tired now," I shouted. "Keep up the good work, ladies!"
"Thanks, Ricky!" Tara yelled. "This tactic is working really well."
"It's losing a lot of blood," Genevieve shouted. "The beast is not going to last much longer."
With all of her might, Genevieve pierced her spear straight through the tiger's rib cage with the end of the spear poking out through the other side, and then she pulled the spear right back out. The tiger then began to attack her, and then I started attacking it with my blade while Genevieve continued piercing it with her spear and Tara continued firing her arrows at it.
"The tiger is done for," I shouted. "Let's finish this bastard off!"
Tara raised her bow and fired another arrow into the beast. "Poor kitty, you brought this on yourself."
"Bad cat!" Genevieve yelled as she continued to pierce it with her spear.
After a quick onslaught from the three of us, the tiger fell to the ground dead.
"That bugger was quite the vicious one," I said.
"I love cats so much," Tara replied. "It saddens me that we had no choice but to put an end to it."
"Are you alright, Genevieve?" I asked. "It struck you a few times with its claws."
"Meh, I'm fine," she replied. "My armor did a good job in protecting me from its attacks."
"Alright then," I said. "Let's process the beast and continue searching for Stephon and Brian."
I could feel Tara's pain when she said that she was saddened when we had no choice but to put an end to the tiger's life because just like her, I also love cats. This actually brings a thought to my mind. Now that we're in a future time and world, what ever happened to my little buddy, Tigger?