Anika stared in wonder. A large ditch lay in the ground beside her. A body, four long legs, a head. A big cat of some type.

A tiger.

Anika reached into the ditch and felt that the ground underneath her was still warm. Three orange hairs stuck to her hand. She hastily shook them off and shivered. Anika drank in the surroundings. She had been here before! Six months before. She could still see her distress message written in the dirt. Anika read the last line slowly. "She is only five and won't survive very long." Underneath was scratched in the dirt, "You never know." A mixture of fear and joy gripped her. How was this possible? How could Kyra survive so long? Finally, she came to a conclusion. "I am being followed." She thought. "Someone is trying to lure me into their trap." As soon as she said it, an icy bucket of realization rained down on her.

The tiger.

A soft growl came from somewhere in the bush. A rustle of leaves, the thud, thud of feet. Anika stood, rooted to the spot. As soon as she took a glimpse at those angry yellow eyes, she bolted up a nearby tree and pulled the branches towards her, covering herself with leaves. She almost fell off when her stomach growled. The noise startled her. She rubbed her stomach and tears filled her eyes. Prey is all he wants. Anika stood up shakily on the branch and slowly climbed upwards towards the top of the tree. From there, she could see everything. She watched the tiger slowly turn on the spot and shuffle towards the bush. He disappeared into the bush.

Anika sighed. She dared not move. "It's a trap. It's all a trap."