Then the chief slid out of a shadow and come at us like a tiger.
These attack you—but run—at least the tiger, not the elephant, when you go out after him.
"It was no tiger at all—that was the joke of the thing," said the major.
At one end there was a thong with a loop in it, and it smelled of tiger.
The baron raged like a tiger, and the cottager laid about him like a thresher.