[NaNoWriMo] From a Tiger [T]

Being a tiger, Somah was supposed to be strong and brave. Somah was a white Bengal tiger, making her rare. She was not very strong or brave.

It was not because she was white, or because she was a Bengal tiger, but because she was born deformed. One of her legs was shorter than the other.

Somah was lying down in the brutal heat. She was sitting where the lake would be. It had dried up. Because of global warming, water was evaporating more quickly.

This made Somah and her mother worried that they might not make it through the summer, not only because lack of water, but food. If tigers could not drink, neither could anything tigers ate.

Somah stood up suddenly and ran towards the tree her mother was laying against.

“Mum, mum! I hear panthers!” Somah exclaimed, nudging her mother with her nose.

Somah’s mother stood. “Follow me, and keep up,” she said. Somah nodded and followed her mother.

“Where are we going?” Somah asked, panting from the heat. Her legs felt like rubber. She thought she could fall any moment.

“Anywhere, just away from those panthers!” Somah’s mother answered.


A few hours passed. Somah and her mother had gotten away from the panthers and had fallen asleep.

Somah heard something and woke up. She had never heard the sound before. It happened again. It was an odd crunching noise.

Somah’s mother had heard it and woken up, too. She was sniffing the air, her eyes darting around nervously.

“Mum, what is that? I do not recognize it,” Somah asked her mother.

“I do not recognize it, either. We’d better hide, in case it is not friendly,” Somah’s mother answered.

There was a large thorn bush nearby. No, not one large thorn bush. Many bushes, forming what looked like a ring. Inside that was a small clearing, the size of three cougars piled up.

Somah jumped through one of the bushes. Seeing her daughter jump thru them, Somah’s mother followed.

They both kept low to the ground, to ensure complete stealth and safety.

Somah’s eyes widened at what had caused the noise. It looked like a fellow tiger on its hind feet, with no fur, but instead odd skin that was oddly colored. On the creature’s feet were two identical wooden blocks. There were two. One had short fur on the top of its head, one with a tail coming out of the back of its head.

I wonder what those things are, Somah thought, turning her head to her mother.

Somah’s mother seemed to read her mind. “I do not know... but from what I have heard about them, looks like two-leggeds,” Somah’s mother whispered.

The two-leggeds stopped moving and looked around before continuing on what seemed like a set path. It looked like they had walked the trail many times.

When the two-leggeds passed by and got far enough away, Somah and her mother stood and leapt back through the bramble.

Somah found that she could not stand. Lying down, she examined her legs.

“No!” Somah complained, seeing a large cut on her short leg. A thorn had gone right across her leg.

It was hard enough to walk with one short leg, but Somah could not even stand with the cut.

Somah’s mother turned to her daughter. “What is it?” She asked Somah.

“It’s my stupid leg!” Somah exclaimed, whining from the pain.



((So you know, I'll update it once a day. So, feel free to post comments between posts. Enjoy!))

Not a bad beginning. Considering this is based on word count, though, I suggest you endeavour to say everything in as many words as possible. That way, you start racking up the post count faster than you'd expect.

I look forward to reading the rest of this, once it's been written. Good luck on reaching the 50k!

Thanks. I changed it. Also, I doubt I'll reach 50,000 words... Well, I haven't gotten Writer's Block yet. Usually I get it by now.


Somah’s mother walked back to her daughter. She bent down and started cautiously licking Somah.

“Ow, ow ow ow ow!” Somah whined, flinching. “Please, Mum, just leave it alone!” Somah begged.

“Fine. I was only trying to help,” Somah’s mother said.


It was pitch black. Somah and her mother were asleep, oblivious to the crunching sound the two-leggeds made.

The onewith the tail on its head bent down and examined Somah and her mother.

The one with the short fur placed ribs inside a large, steel cage.

Somah’s mother smelled the ribs and woke up. She walked right into the cage, without knowing of its existence. As soon as she ate the rubs, she noticed she was in the cage.

Hearing the cage door shut and locked, Somah’s mother whipped around and rammed the door.

The tailed two-legged threw a large tarp over the cage and placed it onto a large jeep. The one with the fur hopped into the driver’s seat of the jeep.

They got away long before Somah woke up.


“Mum!” Somah cried. She was wailing. She wanted to see her mother. Maybe she is just hunting a nice little rabbit for me. She always knows what I want and when I want it, Somah hoped.

Somah smelled an odd smell She had never smelled it before. Somah placed her nose to the ground. She saw tracks. It looked like a thousand birds had formed an odd shape and ran.

Somah found the tracks very intriguing. So, she followed the tracks.


Somah's mother woke up, smelling more ribs. She was in a cage, like before, but this cage was very large.

There was a pond in the back. The inside of the cage had tons of grass.

From her cage, she saw more cages. A few of them had other tigers in them, while most of the other cages housed foreign animals.

Somah's mother headed towards the ribs.

"What are you doin', whitey?" Somah's mother spun around and saw an orange and black tiger watching her.

"I just knew someone was watching me! I am Kai. I was just about to eat. What are you going to do about it?" Soma's mother said.

"Eat it for you," another tiger said. The first tiger stepped up.

"I am Pawn," he said. "This is Naraji," Pawn said. "Kai, there are some rules here. You see, there is a dominant animal in each cage, often the first in the cage. That would be me. I eat first. Then Nar, then you. If there is none left for you, tough!" Pawn said. He started eating.

Cackling Naraji pushed Kai out of the way.

1st entry:

Somah jumped through one of the bushes. Seeing her daughter jump thru them, Somah’s mother followed.

it should be "through" not "thru"

2nd entry

The onewith the tail on its head bent down and examined Somah and her mother.

seperate "onewith"

3rd entry

Somah smelled an odd smell She had never smelled it before.

no need to capitalize "She"


Well, it is an interesting topic. You need to work on your grammar and punctuation more but, you are good considering your only twelve. Good luck with your story, as I shall be checking up on it.

Originally Posted by goronknight

1st entry:
it should be "through" not "thru"

Just to point this out - that spelling is trivial .

It is possible to pass with "thru" and not be incorrect.

I like this story. The beginning kind of reminds me of Finding Nemo, but that's not bad. You have the handicapped animal and it's parents, and stuff happen yada yada. Not a bad story, because I happen to really like Finding Nemo. And it's interesting that most people take it from the perspective of a human and you choose an animal. That just makes the story all the more interesting.

Oh yes, I am sorry about that Wings he is right. Lately I have been finding a lot of mistakes with this word and I must have been out of it from fixing it so much *cough* GoldenChaos *cough*

The story is kind of like Finding Nemo, and I did love that movie. I look forward to the rest.

Interesting turnout here. I wouldn't mind seeing more of this. ^_^

Have you given up on this, Silver_Wings? I hope not - we are only on the second week, after all, with plenty of time left for catching up if needs be.