InnocentBell
Adorably Mischevious
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Ava Moon was not a simple tigress. In fact she was princess of the tigers, literally. Her mother and father were leaders of their people and very proud of it. She was proud of them, as well. Thanks to them their was no longer civil disputes between the tigers. Although things were not all peace and love. There was a long time feud with the neighboring fox clan. This feud had been going on for years but nobody even remembered why. When she asked about it she simply told not question the decisions of her ancestors.
Ava was taught that the foxes were sneaky, little thieves who needed to be watched, but she'd never actually met one herself. She desperately wanted to though. That was just a fantasy that would never be fulfilled though. Her father wanted her far away from the foxes. The only thing she should be fantasizing about was finding a nice male tiger to become king with her and make lots of little cubs, well at least according to her father. He was even throwing a party for her to find the right male because today was the day that she was going into heat. It was embarrassing that her father could smell that but she really had no choice.
Her closest cousin was in charge of brushing her long main and fur to make sure she was presentable for the party, which was in full swing downstairs. It was always best for the princess to be fashionably late. After she was all dolled up she made her way downstairs to mingle with her guests. Many males sniffed around her and rubbed against her. Only just a few moments later she got tired of the treatment and walked to her garden. She sent a warning hiss to anyone who tried to follow. On her way there she scented another male but he wasn't a tiger. She wasn't quite sure what this male was. Never had this scent crossed her path. Then he appeared and she instantly knew he was not supposed to be there.
The Prince of the Foxes.. Miles Aviry.