Kashmir, The Star Of The Circus

By the time her money ran out, Lucy had found work with a travelling circus. She had a way with animals, the ponies, mules and bears, and especially Kashmir, the Bengal tiger.
She felt an affinity with them. If they didn't do what they were told, they were beaten; their lives were almost tolerable, and there was usually enough to eat. And however cowed, angry or frightened they felt on the inside, they were always beautiful on the outside.
Plus, there was another thing she had in common with Kashmir especially. If either deemed it necessary, they could both kill.