The roar is incredible, everyone rushes to the barriers. Beneath the woodland canopy two Siberian tigers begin to fight. They are huge and terrifying in action, rearing up eight feet tall. Their white, grey bodies like forest ghosts pale yellow stripes almost invisible. They circle and then again come together, a few children are crying everyone is tense and excited. It is truly fearful to watch. I can hardly believe what i am witnessing.
I realize Brune is tugging at me, she whines, "this is boring". She wants to go see the baby goats again. Everything is relative I guess, I am glad that I am not a baby goat in a big cat park.
