Tigers Don't Take Naps

Previously

…A tiny shiver ran down Tiggy’s spine. He was alone. And it was quiet. Too quiet. He looked around the clearing, his heart beginning to thump a little faster. He was no longer the speedy explorer. He was just a small, very sleepy tiger cub, surrounded by sleeping jungle creatures. The playful energy that had filled him just moments before had completely drained away, leaving behind a hollow ache and a growing sense of loneliness. He wanted to play, but there was no one to play with. He wanted to run, but his legs felt heavy and sluggish. He wanted his mama.