Tiger: General

The General considers itself a cynical tiger that despises nothing more than bowing and scraping. Yet in these times, in this world, it's those tiny pussycats who, relying on cute and likeable looks, need only crouch down and stretch to have the city's powerful vying to pamper them. Not only are they respected, they boss a pack of little mice around all day long, and have climbed right over the head of General Tiger himself. Outrageous!

But ever since coming to this place, the General has found that the most respected aren't cats after all, but people. People have ideas, and their words carry weight. And those little pussycats, by who knows what magic, have one by one stood up like people, straightened their backs and started speaking human speech.

The General finds it more and more unfair. Tigers and cats aren't so different, so why can't it become a person? With a frame as burly as its own, if it could be a person and join the Wen Merchant Guild, it would surely be a general of commerce, leading a thousand ships and ten thousand cargoes to war on every front and uniting the four seas! Little pussycats wouldn't even catch General Tiger's eye then!

But how can a tiger become a person? Unwilling to stoop to flattery, the General can never be a little pussycat, let alone a person.

Still, having stayed in Fluffwhite Hollow a long while now, General Tiger has gained quite some standing. A raise of the paw, a roar or two, and there are timid-as-a-mouse little fellows willing to wait on the General. It lies on the ground while the little ones walk on its back and bring it water, and the finest dandelion grass in Fluffwhite Hollow flies wherever the General points. General Tiger thinks that perhaps, among the little ones, it's living a person's good life after all.

Ah, almost forgot... this place has strange magic. The tiger, it seems, was originally a person.

Translated by AI from the Chinese game text. It is replaced automatically when the official English text ships.