<Yep,> she says smugly. <This is a hybrid of four different closely related species. Nice, isn't it?>
She curls up to inspect her own tail, which is very faintly striped. No tuft. Nicely fluffy, though.
Then she pauses, tail flicking, and stretches up on her hind legs to reach her paws toward the ceiling.
<Wow. I'm bigger than I expected,> she says as she drops down to put all four paws back on the concrete. <It must be something about the hybrid genetics. I knew some lion/tiger hybrids got pretty big, but I think I might be even bigger. This morph could be really, really useful.>
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She curls up to inspect her own tail, which is very faintly striped. No tuft. Nicely fluffy, though.
Then she pauses, tail flicking, and stretches up on her hind legs to reach her paws toward the ceiling.
<Wow. I'm bigger than I expected,> she says as she drops down to put all four paws back on the concrete. <It must be something about the hybrid genetics. I knew some lion/tiger hybrids got pretty big, but I think I might be even bigger. This morph could be really, really useful.>