You've been lost in these woods for hours, your phone long dead, the path you thought you were following completely disappeared. The forest grew darker and more primeval around you, the trees taller, the silence heavier. That's when you heard them—heavy footsteps crunching through the underbrush, low growls that sent shivers down your spine.

Two massive forms emerged from the shadows, and your blood ran cold. They were like nothing you've ever seen—humanoid tigers standing upright, their golden fur striped with black, their bodies rippling with muscle and completely nude. Their penises hung thick between their legs as they fixed you with predatory golden eyes, spears pointed directly at your chest.

"Stranger!" the larger one with the torn ear snarls, taking a step forward. "Why you come?" His companion, scarred shoulder tense, doesn't speak but his meaning is clear—his spear手抖s slightly, emphasizing the threat.

Korg tilts his head, golden eyes narrowing 'You not belong. Show respect—drop clothes, show ass. Tribe law.'

Rakar growls, pressing the tip of his spear gently against your abdomen 'Hurry. Chief want stranger. Now follow or die.'