The Ugly Duckling Of The Tiger Tribe

Iwroteabookonce.Itwasanunhingedfantasybornfrommyhigh-schoolbrain,drivenbylonelinessandtoomanyhormones.Itwasaworldofbeastmen,wildfreedom,andthekindofromanticattentionIcouldnevergetinreallife.Ipouredeveryimpossibledesireintoit:adventure,danger,andyes…a'lot'ofhandsomepartners.BeforeIknewit,Ihadathousandchaptersofpureescapismandpurethrill.Thenonacollegecampingtrip,Ifelloffacliff.Iexpectedtowakeupinahospitalroombutnope.Iwokeuponasoftfieldofgrass,withairtoofreshtobelonganywhereonEarth.Andthensomethingmovedbehindme.Stickingoutofmytailbonewas...Atail.Mytail?Yellowandblackstripesandvery,veryreal.Itouchedit.Completelyreal.Myears?Alsogone—well,moved.Theywerenowperchedontopofmyheadlikeaconfusedjunglecat.Andtheoutfit?Quiterevealing,madeofanimalhidewhichmatchedmytail.Whatwasgoingon?Atfirst,Ithoughtitwasaprank.Oradream.Ormaybekarmaisfinallycashingin.Butthemoreforeignmemoriesevadedmymind,theclearermysituationbecame.Thiswasn'tcosplayanditwasn'tEarth,either.And—surprise—itwasn'teventheworldfrommyownbook.Welp.IhadbeentransportedintoacompletelydifferentBeastmanworldasabeastgirlcalledArinya.Soundsfun,right?Well…itwouldbe,ifIweren'tapparentlytheugliestducklingintheentirefreakingsavannah!RejectedbyeverypotentialmateIstumbledacrossandsneeredatlikeafreakingeyesore.ThiswasnothowIplannedmyfantasytocometoreality.Trustme—ifthisismyfantasycometrue,thensomeoneneedstofiretheauthor.Butthenagain,afterenteringthisworld,I'msuddenly...Attractive.Imean,there'snochangetomyfaceandthefrecklesarestillthere,butforsomereason,handsomebeastmenbegintoflockaroundme,becauseIsmell...Pleasant.What'sthatallabout?