Jacob~
Tiger and I just sat in the dark for what felt like forever. The silence between us was heavy, like it had centuries of unspoken words packed into it. I leaned forward, elbows on my knees, staring down at the dark wooden floor. My head was a mess – thoughts swirling around like a freaking hurricane, each one crashing harder than the last.
Finally, Tiger exhaled softly, like the rustle of old branches. He rose to his feet in one smooth, quiet motion. I looked up at him, pulled from my turmoil by his presence. His golden-brown hair seemed to glow in the dim lamp light of my living room, his eyes calm and knowing as always.
"I have business with the wood fairies," he rumbled, stretching out his broad shoulders like a big cat uncurling. "But… think about what I said, Jacob. Think deeply."
