The Weakest Orange Cat Is the Strongest Golden Tiger

They called me a useless fat orange cat. They stole my magic fruit, burned my home, and chained me over a potion fire. “Cut out her heart!” Vanessa ordered. She never knew I was the daughter of the White Tiger King, or that my weak body hid the First Tiger Heart. When my father and warlord brother arrived, the whole guild fell to its knees. But Vanessa’s trap stole their power and fed it into me. I had failed to shift for three hundred years. Now my first human form might be strong enough to destroy them all.