Ravanan sauntered towards the sharp eyes which was gazing at them and the mesmerising stripes all over the tiger's body got his curiosity. Lingan realized the figure behind the bushes ,quickly grabbed his spear and snapped his fingers together to get the attention of his son. Ravanan slowly removed his eyes from the figure and turned his head towards the snapping sound. He saw his father standing with a spear on his hands and his posture looked like he was getting ready for a combat. Lingan silently signaled his son to her away from the place. He had a sweaty palms which was shivering like a banana leave dancing in the rain and Ravanan could feel the heat in his heavy breathes. Baffled Ravanan turned his head and looked at the direction of the figure. The figure which stood at a ten feet d
