Iris felt her heart was beating so fast when she watched the white diamond tiger came out of the carriage slowly. He would look around and then at Iris's stretched out hand, there was this distrust in his grey eyes, but at the same time, he was less hostile toward the luna.
Iris took a step back, she didn't want to crowd him, giving him space, because in the white diamond tiger's mind, he registered touch as pain and Iris could understand that. She didn't want to put herself in danger too by startling him.
The white diamond tiger crawled out of the cage and stared at Iris warily, as he moved toward the corner of the room.
