Queen of the Tigers

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When you find out that you are not who you believed you were. You must go on an adventure. Your skills will be tested. A story of trust, strength, and sorrow.

Adventure / Fantasy
Sadie Wolf
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Chapter 1: the truth

Beep! Beep! Beep! Went my alarm. I groaned and rolled out of bed.

"Sadie! Time to get up!" My mom yelled at me.

"I know!" I replied with a roll of my eyes.

"Good, hurry!" She said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because we need to be at the center of the city my eleven-o-clock. For the kings announcement!" She replied.

"Ugh, right." I said under my breath. "Okay!"

"Now, hurry! It is already ten-o-clock!" My mom said. I rolled my eyes and went to the bathroom.

Now, you may be thinking that we are humans. We are not, we are tigers. We absolutely disgust humans. I am a normal Orange tiger with black stripes. Except that I have one white stripe along my neck. My parents say it is a birthmark.

We lived in a treehouse, the treehouse was a big oak tree. There wasn't actually a house in the tree, but just a hollow tree. The tree had been made to be a home for us. Our bathroom was a large tree branch, the leaves acted as the walls.

I rubbed against the another tree branch that acted as a brush. Then I went to our sink, which was wood carved into a half-sphere shape. Water came up from the ground into the sink. I put my paws in the water then took them out. I shook my paws dry.

When I was done, I went out of the bathroom and down the stairs. Our stairs were carved out of the wood and went down in a spiral. I walked down the stairs, my tail flicked back and forth behind me.

The king was an annoying man, his announcements lasted forever! They were more like speeches, than announcements. He wasn't a very nice fellow either. He once had someone arrested for asking a question he didn't like. He was an orange tiger, he didn't get out much except for his announcements. He doesn't care about the people. He is an old tiger, I heard that, once apon a time, he was a nice and caring king. I don't believe it, though it was before I was born.

I arrived at the ground and we left. But not before my mom checked me over and was satisfied. My dad was meeting us there, he went to work early to get some work done before the announcement.

We got out of the house and we lived away from the other people. So we had to run to make it in time. Even though the kings announcements are long and boring, if you don't attend you are taken away and never seen again. No one knows what happens to the people, all we know it that they never come back.

We ran for half an hour. We arrived at the edge of the city and slowed to a walk. We walked for fifteen minutes until we arrived at the center of the city. We waited at the edge of the, already large crowd, for my father. He met us about five minutes till the kings announcement started. We stood at the edge of the crowd.

After a few minutes, the king came out onto a platform. The platform overlooked the city. The crowd was cheering until the king raised his hand, then they all got silent.

After a moment the king began talking. I never listened to the kings speeches. This one wasn't any different.

I didn't listen until I heard the word "daughter". When I heard that, my head jerked up to look at the king.

"- she was taken years ago. I never knew were she was taken or who took her. I still don't, but all I know is that I miss her dearly. I am getting to old to be king much longer. She must be found. And if she isn't found, one of y'all," he said gesturing to the crowd. "Must prove you are worthy of the throne. I have every soldier on the lookout for a female tiger with a white stripe on her neck."

I heard that and the hairs on my neck stood up, was he talking about me? No, not possible. I have lived with my parents my whole life. He couldn't be talking about me! Could he?

"She is the only true heir to my throne. If she isn't found, I must have someone found that can take my throne after I am gone. Everyone be on the lookout for my lost daughter. Now, any questions?" He finished, sadness had crept into the kings voice as he spoke.

Of course there were questions. Paws shot into the air and waved wildly. One male tiger got picked.

"Why are you just now mentioning this to us? We could have had a better ruler if we had been told this before!" He screamed angrily.

"How dare you!" The king roared. He twirled his paw and pointed at the tiger that had just asked his question. A couple of soldiers went over to the male tiger and grabbed his arms. He fought against then but was, in the end, taken away. After that, some of the paws went down. The king picked another tiger, this one female.

"How old would this missing tiger be?" The female tiger asked.

"About thirteen." He replied. "That is all for now. Get back to doing whatever you were doing.

Thirteen, I am thirteen! He couldn't mean me though, I have been with my parents all my life. They never told me that I wasn't theirs. It couldn't be me! Could it?

The king turned and left. The crowd dispersed and my parents started to leave. But I was rooted in place, I couldn't make myself move.

"Sadie!" My father yelled.

I didn't answer, just made myself turn around and follow my parents. We walked to the edge of the city, then began to run. I ran slowly, a few feet behind my parents.

I was lost in thought by the time we arrived the treehouse. My mom made some lunch, but I wasn't hungry. I picked at my food. My mom wasn't happy about me not eating, but she didn't say anything.

After I was excused from the table, I went up to my room. I sat on my bed- which was just a few large leaves- and thought about what the king had said. His words played over and over again in my head. I tried to forget it, knowing that it just couldn't be me. But no matter how hard I tried to forget it, his words sent shivers up my spine.

I had sat there, deep in thought until dinner.

"Sadie! Come eat!" My mom called.

I shook my head, trying to clear my thoughts. It didn't work. "Okay!" I replied and started towards the stairs. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen. My mom had a medium sized buck on the table, which was a piece of wood carved to look like a table. I sat at my spot that was on the right side of the table. My mom and dad, say across each the table from each other. I took a leg and took a small bite before I felt full again. I set my leg down and waited for my parents to be done. My mom asked me why I wasn't eating. I told her I wasn't hungry. She had looked at me skeptically, but had dropped it. After they were done, I had cleaned the kitchen and gone up to my room.

I sat on my bed, I just couldn't get the kings words out of my head. I lay awake till late at night. After I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer, I fell asleep. Yet, even in sleep, the kings words replayed over and over again in my head. At around twelve-o-clock, I fell into a deep dreamless sleep.

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