Kenges lay in the forest with his son, gently cleaning his paws. He had made a great Hunt with his family today, killing two large Elk. His son, Harean, almost killed one of the Elk, but of course was too young, and needed Kenges's help. The mother of the family, Sumaya, killed the other, and they each ate in peace. Now blood stained his trái cam, màu da cam paws, as well as his kin's. Sumaya ate last, for even though she was Kenges's mate, the male Tiger was dominant over her.
Kenges rose to his paws, and Harean stared up at him. "Father, do bạn think i'll make a good hunter?" He asked. Harean was still...

We can save them, we can change their fate, we can start the movement. Everyday, a tiger is either hunted, killed, hoặc removed from their natural habitat. And everyday, the tiger population decreases. hổ are a majestic animal, living in their own habitats freely with the ability to be free for themselves. But now, they live in fear, the fear of dying, the fear of being removed, the fear of extinction. And why? Because of mans ways. bởi not changing our ways, we are killing these majestic mèo of the wild. bởi not at least recycling we are killing these động vật because of the climate change...