Tattoo Vendetta

My tattoos come alive. I have two: a tiger on one arm and a robin on the other. At night the cat stalks the bird, and soon he’ll pounce.

Two nights ago I woke and the tiger wasn’t there. I could feel him working around my back, towards the other shoulder. I struggled to see, but couldn’t move. In the morning both were back in place, and a feather seemed specked.

Last night I again felt the tiger creeping over.

This morning the tiger was there, but the robin was gone.

I know tonight the tiger will feed on me….