Cages || Cracktastic Zoo AU
It would appear that the time for negotiation is over, which is quite a shame, as Jim had actually been having quite a lot of fun holding a conversation with someone who hadn’t been born in captivity. Most of the lazy creatures here are, and not only do most of them look down their muzzles at him in disdain, they haven’t got anything in common with him. That doesn’t mean that Jim doesn’t intend to keep his promise, if only he is given the opportunity.
That opportunity, unfortunately, is not going to come presently.
Other tactics must be used, as clearly the tiger is far too impatient and humorless to settle this using words. He can hardly be blamed for the whole sorry state of affairs, but that doesn’t mean Jim is willing to let him win. Not when the wily little fox has spent his entire life living it the way he has pleased. Even in captivity that has not changed, and it isn’t about to now.
Jim remains still and allows Sebastian to move in closer, until those lips curl back and reveal enormous teeth that boast of a truly lethal bite. He doesn’t know whether Sebastian only intends to frighten him into movement or if he really will strike either way, and so he chooses his moment carefully. When they are close enough together to touch, Jim gives a loud and sudden wail and darts forward, clamping his teeth down on the soft patch of skin that makes up the very tip of the tiger’s nose, and goes streaking away. The dark won’t hide him from the eyes of a feline, so he relies on speed, cutting a straight path toward the wall. It’s not easy to climb, but he scrambles up as nimbly as he knows how, darting from stone to stone and using every tiny bump as a launching point to carry him higher.
There really is no way for him to get out, at least not that he has discovered yet, but above the door the humans use there is a particularly wide space almost resembling a shelf. It’s here that he rests, out of reach, or at least he hopes. It’s here that he will wait out the hours until the sun rises and his rescue comes in the form of a breakfast Sebastian will not eat.
Sebastian doesn’t pull back at the bite, though he is stunned for a moment by it. He’s a bit out of practice as of late, too long spent in a cage with the poachers, and then in captivity here. It’s slowed him just a little, but crucially so. Enough so that the fox can dart past him, and be scampering up the ledges and wall before he turns around to see it.
It doesn’t stop the predator from rushing over, and for a moment, he considers trying to leap up onto the false crags. They’ve been arranged just so for him, or for a normal tiger, rather. But with his not-tail, Sebastian finds it impossible to climb nearly as well as he’d once been able to. His balance isn’t what it used to be, and he’d only embarrass himself if he attempts to climb and fails.
He can do so slowly, methodically, but it reveals his weakness, even more so than his not-tail swishing behind him already does. He roars angrily, not caring that it might bring the humans. They ignored his roars when he first arrived, and he’s certain they’ll do so now as well. “Coward!” He shouts at the out-of-reach fox, cursing him both for escaping his grasp and making a fool of him.