It seemed to be just another silent day today, the forest having the same life as usual, no pesky humans having come around the area to hunt as they called it... just mindless killing for fun in his mind. His ice blue eyes looked over the place, no one was around, nothing that would attack him. He walked out, his form almost like a muscular human male covered in tiger fur, his stripe of white, light blue and black. He has been a guardian for as long as he could remember, being alone from the lack of his find. Hunters had killed most of his kind off, forcing them to move far away, but he had his duty. Still on days like today it seemed he could realize, still looking at the only way into the temple, hidden deep in the mountain. His tiger ear listening for noises as he dipped into the water, cleaning him self off. He guarded the temple from treasure hunters, or people who believed in the legends and storied of magic inside it, pretty much people with nothing but greed in their hearts.