Easter~
Tiger's hand was warm in mine, strong but gentle, like the earth itself had reached up to hold me. As he opened the front door, I expected sunlight or the porch or even the usual guards walking around in pristine uniforms. But instead, I saw… trees.
Not just trees. A forest—breathtaking, otherworldly, alive in a way no forest had any right to be.
"Wow… this is breathtaking, Tiger." I whispered.
Tiger didn't say a word. He simply looked at me, those glowing green eyes full of ancient quiet, and smiled. Then he stepped forward, tugging me gently. I followed.
The second we crossed the threshold, the door vanished behind us, leaving only the thick, golden hush of the woods. I clutched Donut a little tighter, not from fear but from excitement.