Snelys The female white tiger stalked heavily through the trees. The air was moist as it was drawn into her lungs with no noise at all. Her eyes were glaring, her mouth slighty agape. The moss beneath her feet was soft and spongy, perfect for being silent. Snelys did not like to annouce her presence to the world.

Vulcan

Vulcan had left the comfort of the temple in mountains to find some peace at last. There were many creatures there, and it was getting a bit much to have to weave around things everywhere you went. Yes, it was nice, social, friendly, but it could get tedious sometimes.

The male Siberian tiger had his head low, watching the bog that he was now padding through. It was calming, he didn't know why, but it helped him to relax and this was the best mood he'd been in for a while. Vulcan lifted his head to see a white tiger in the distance. Friend or enemy?

Deciding to take advantage of the situation, the tiger slipped forward, coming within a few feet of Snelys and roared gently to catch her attention. She didn't look like a Haunter, but then again, looks could be decieving.

Wise Bird

Wise Bird silently watched the pair from her place on a low branch. Her large yellow eyes were on them at all times. "Good evening." She said quietly. Her plumage blended nicely with the bark of the trees. Her bill was huge - natural for Tawny Frogmouths.