Things were simple in her youth. She was strong, gifted with nature’s weapons, and everything that was not tiger or Weretiger was prey. Some prey was dangerous, some not, but she knew her place in the world, both in the wild and in the realm of two-legs. Who could possibly doubt it? Is she not obviously a predator? born to hunt? to kill? What difference could it make if the prey has two legs or four? Her mother taught her how to hunt on two legs as well as on four, and how to use guns, and how to beat locks and alarms, and other things—skills she would need to survive.