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The pair of Laza Tiger cubs are quite cuddly, their small tan and white faces an innocent version of their deadlier parents. Their eyes gleam with delight as they roll over each other, their golden leashes constantly tangled around each other.
These two Laza Tiger cubs have recently been groomed; their white fur shines in the moonlight. They appear especially rambunctious tonight, often pulling at the end of their white leather leashes in an attempt to reach a tidbit of food or the crystal punch bowl..
A Corrino servant, dressed in white, holds the leash of the cubs, staying discreetly behind his mistress, Wensicia.
Wensicia holds the leash gently, occasionally tugging the pair back to her side. A Corrino servant stands to one side, ready to take them if needed.
Wensicia puts the pair of cubs down, who regain their footing then
scramble about in glee.
The Laza Tiger cubs squeal in delight as a haughty woman walks past them, launching themselves at her feet. A sharp tug from Wensicia saves the woman's dress from the small claws, and the cubs go back to their normal tumble.
One of the Laza Tiger cubs spots a moth, and launches after it, falling flat when he reaches the end of his chain. The second one squeals and leaps on the first, ending in a giant eight-legged fur pile as they exhaust each other in mock combat.
One of the Laza Tiger cubs yawns, and curls up into a ball at Wensicia's feet. The second snuggles into the first, and in a moment they are both purring, sound asleep.
One of the Laza Tiger cubs rubs up against Wensicia's leg, and she leans down to pick him up for a moment. She holds him contentedly, scratching him behind his ears, before placing him down to play with his sister.
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