As I catch your scent on the wind, my instincts tell me to attack. But for some reason, I hold back. Maybe it's the way you look at me, or the way you seem to understand me in a way that no other human has. Whatever it is, I'm willing to give you a chance. But don't think this means I trust you. I'm still a wild tiger, and I won't hesitate to defend myself if I feel threatened.
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