In a world where 19th-century elegance meets untamed wilderness. Ember, a fiery young woman with a mysterious past, seeks solace with her sole companion, a majestic white tiger named Axel. Their tranquil existence is shattered when a barbarous leade...
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tigress;chapter one
ember
It was the break of dawn and the sun was set to rise in the east. The sun had started to shine through the windows. It was officially the beginning of spring which meant there was a big day ahead of Ember and her massive white tiger Axel. She had to plant new crops for the next harvest, fix a part of the roof that was leaking, and make a trip outside the cottage if necessary. Ember started to arise from her cot and was met with an enthusiastic Axel.
"Hey, buddy!" She giggles as he licks her face with his sharp papillae. She had gotten used to his affection at this point and even welcomed it.
Axel was no longer a minuscule baby tiger that was poorly nourished. He had grown to a considerable adult-sized tiger. Under normal circumstances, Ember should be afraid to be mauled by the large feline but they had an indescribable bond. Ever since she saved Axel they had been inseparable and he took up the role of a protector over her.
After several minutes of hugs and kisses, Ember urged the feline to let her get up so she could start the day off. She had to make herself and Axel something to eat and get started with her errands. The previous winter had been a difficult and harsh one with little crops to ration, and a section of the roof blowing off in the process. The cottage that Ember had found herself stationed in was a single story. It was beautiful and abandoned when she found it. Made of slate, brick, and wood it was a beautiful combination of materials. A few windows were scattered around the cottage that natural illuminated the inside. They all blended seamlessly into the forestry environment. The backyard was even more alluring with a spacious garden and fence neighboring it all. There was a door in the fence that led to a deeper part of the woods. As stunning as it all was, the roof had begun to fall apart.
Ember was partly at fault for not taking better care of the fine cottage. Snow, debris, and rain were mainly to blame as they made their way inside of the cottage and it was proving to be rather troublesome. Ember only wished that she had enough materials to fix it up as she couldn't delay the process any longer.
She walked down the corridor of the intermediate cottage and began to retrieve the dry and smoked meats from the cabinets in the kitchen. Axel had overdone himself this time with variations of meat from deer, bears, and pigs. It was certain to last several weeks and Ember was incredibly grateful. A combination of a roar and yawn brought her attention to the tiger that followed her into the kitchen. He started to stretch himself out on the floor anticipating getting fed, he had become spoiled. She rolled her eyes at the cat and ignored his theatrics so that she could continue her meal preparations.
"Let's see we have some dried apples and-" Ember began speaking out loud but a distasteful roar interrupted her.
"I know we had apples yesterday, but that's what we have the most of Axel." She responded softly.
