đ± I saved a tigress from a cliff â but what happened next changed my life forever.
I was hiking a forgotten trail when I heard a strange cry. Peering over the edge, I saw her â a tigress, bloody and exhausted, hanging on for life. She didnât snarl or attack, just stared at me as if asking for help.
I tied a rope, climbed down, and pulled her to safety. I expected her to run â but instead, she stayed, eyes locked on mine. Thatâs when three men in camouflage stepped from the bushes, rifles in hand.
âThanks for getting her out,â one smirked. Poachers.
Before I could react, the tigress roared, shaking the ground. But she didnât strike me â she lunged at them. Startled, they fell back, and she vanished into the forest.
Months later, I returned to that trail. Through the mist, I saw her again â alive, free, and watching me with eyes that seemed to say one word: gratitude.
