TREGIE

In the heart of the jungle's deep,

Where shadows dance and secrets keep,

Stalks a creature born of fire,

In stripes of grace and fierce desire.

Amidst the ferns and dappled light,

A silent hunter, keen of sight.

Golden eyes, like orbs of sun,

Gaze upon the world undone.

Through tangled vines and rivers' bend,

It prowls with grace that does not end.

Muscles ripple, sinews strong,

In symphony of primal song.

Majestic beast, both feared and revered,

In every stride, its legend steered.

King of forests, ruler untamed,

In burning heart, its kingdom claimed.

Oh, tiger bold, with spirit free,

In your eyes, wild and keen, I see

The untamed spirit of the wild,

In every roar, in every stride.

So tread softly, jungle king,

In your realm where shadows cling.

For in your presence, fierce and wise,

The soul of wilderness defies.