#tiger attack

[tomatoeatingcannibal]

Hm…..I feel like there is some kind of connection between these two “videos”

…..I’m not quite sure, tho…

[todayontumblr]

Monday May 22.

Footage of a horrifying tiger attack.

You really don't want to see this

I mean, why would you do this to yourself?? It's horrible

Nothing good can come from watching 

Look, if we give you $5, will you promise to leave? It's really for your own good

You know, the more we think about it, the more it feels a little uneasy. Are you sure you're OK? Why do you want to see it so much? It's kinda weird

Really? 

This is your last chance! It's not too late to turn back

Fair enough, have it your way. But it's about to get grizzly

You didn't really think we'd put you through that, right? We're far too fond of you. After all, it's Monday, #tigers are trending, and we simply could not be happier.

[anime-to-the-t]

[aveartz]

How to draw a tiger ready to attack using pencil - Easy step by step drawing tutorial - Wild Animal

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[safiru]

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[lostgoonie1980]

209. RRR: Revolta, Rebelião, Revolução (ఆర్ఆర్ఆర్, 2022), dir. S.S. Rajamouli

[juluia]

i was doing some tiger studies and then it kinda turned into a small sequence

[carolinedoesmagic]

What do you mean I can get injured if I put myself in danger without any considerations?

The tiger stared at me and snarled for what seemed like an eternity, but was likely half a second.

I fumbled with my component’s pouch and took out a cricket, crushing it in my hand as I muttered the sleeping charm as quickly as I possibly could. If I could only put it down before it leaped, which seemed about to happen, everything would be fine, but my magic failed me. It did hit the creature, but only dazed it for long enough for me to move several feet away from it. The distance was not enough and it jumped, slashing a hot wound across my normally cold skin.

Pain blinded me before I got the chance to react, or move even, but I could still hear it nearby, waiting to attack again. I shakily slid drops of water onto my palm and waited. Several heartbeats later, it jumped again, its aggression strengthened by the smell of blood trickling down my arm, but this time, I was somewhat prepared and flung an ice knife at it. It broke against its thick fur and emitted freezing cold across its chest. This only seemed to anger the beast.

I was soon on the ground, straddled, as the massive black-and-orange heap of fur and teeth slashed and bit. Scared to death, I tried to cast another spell, and another, but neither damaged it more than my previous attempts. The ghostly skeletal hand did frighten the tiger and I took the opportunity while it was trying to shake it off to get up and take a few trembling steps away. It seemed that I was much more trouble than it was worth for this beast, which decided it was bored with me and left. I walked away from the forest, shocked, bleeding, and without my treasure once more.

Petrified looks encountered me as I was making my way back to the town. My plan was to head to David's shop in hope he’d know what to do, but some guards came to me first and took me to the town’s doctor without asking too many questions, possibly because I seemed too shaken to speak. 

While he was checking my wound, I took a glance at it and noticed it was black and misty around the edges. The doctor noticed it too, checked the temperature of my skin and my pulse, and assured me I would be alright without any explanation, sending me on my way patched up and five silvers lighter. I wouldn’t think about the strange phenomenon for some time.

Feeling slightly more stable, I decided to visit the blacksmiths guild and get at least one thing right on this damned day. 

The inside was scorching with fire, hot steel, and three misshapen, sweaty men. One of them came to greet me and supposed I was there for their poster, something about a missing log book. I thought - why the hell not - and accepted that task too, deciding to ask for obsidian first. However, as soon as I mentioned the druids, the man's smiling face darkened.

‘To share our precious stones with that group of filthy hippies? Over my dead body.’