Bang!
She had an aggressive and unreasonable personality, but she also seemed to have common sense and pride.
And, luckily, her pride was greater than her anger. She didn't attack me; she just slammed her fist on the counter in anger and frustration.
She looked at me with an expression as if she really wanted to rip a piece of skin off me, but she even seemed annoyed that I didn't look away in the face of her intimidation.
And, as if she didn't want to look at me anymore, she turned and walked over to the table.
After that, she just sat there facing the door with her back to me, as if she really didn't want to waste any more time arguing with me.
I was struck by the way she moved her tail and ears; well, as far as I know, tigers share some of the body language of cats; maybe it's more pronounced in her because of her mother.
"S-she's really angry." (Mashiro)
