Dammit Jim, I'm a wizard not a zoologist
Suddenly a dog like creature jumps out of the bushes and snarls at you. Studying it briefly in the moonlight you realize that you are facing a hyena.
A hyena. And you are a tiger. Obviously the magic does not care about geography or natural habitats. This has to be another were creature, or a runaway from the zoo. Only there aren't any zoos for miles around.
The hyena seems to have reached a similar conclusion. "Mine!" she snarls. Yes, 'she'. The sound of her voice verifies what your nose has already told you. This were is a female.
And she is not in the mood for a flirt.
Written by Won-Tolla on 10 November 2007