The cave entrance was half-hidden behind a dense thicket of bushes, only the sharpest eyes could catch the barely visible crevice that seemed as if nature itself was doing its utmost to protect this wild secret.
The entrance of the cave was formed by a natural barrier of huge rocks and rugged tree roots intertwined with each other, creating a sturdy door.
Upon entering the cave, a unique smell assailed the nostrils, a mix of the earth's fragrance and the scent of wild beasts.
It was the aroma of the deep forest, primal and powerful.
Inside, the lighting was dim.
But not completely without light.
Moonlight filtered through several hidden cracks at the top, casting a mottled glow on the rough cave walls, adding a mysterious brilliance to this dark space.
After returning here,
the tiger rather sloppily ignored the tails following it
and simply lay down to rest, looking utterly unbothered and impervious to concern, like a pig not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.
