"Come closer," said the voice, rich and deep, beautiful. The mouse deer took a few steps in its direction."Closer still," it said. But now an alarm was tickling in the back of the mouse deer's nose, one that said TIGER. It froze."Friend," said the voice, "in order to form a perfect #union," you must be closer.""P-perfect union?" "Yes, you and I, united: one heart, one strength, one purpose."To be strong like a tiger! The mouse deer drew nearer. The tiger pounced.#wss366 #microfiction