Go get em, Tiger.

She'd always thought of everyone else as her tiger. Sure, they weren't as strong as lions, but she'd learned quite quickly that there was always something stronger than her, and even Peter. Maybe she'd been so **** to find that animal in other people so that she could look to them to guide her.

Tigers are fearless, calculated, strong, and skilled. Among other things, she thought that they also carried with them a sense of mystery and intrigue. She hoped that, one day, she would be able to find the tiger inside of her and stop relying so much on others. She wanted to stand next to those around her, not behind them.

In her focus, she missed the system changes that had occurred. Upon taking stock off herself and her surroundings, she was shocked to find a rather... furry set of hands. She rushed over to the water and took a good look at her reflection.

"Holy shit! I'm... hot." She wasn't expecting to seethat in her reflection, much less a sexy version of that. She closed her eyes and opened them again, wishing the animalistic form to go away. To her surprise, it did. Was it just a hallucination?

She tried thinking about it coming back and, just as she'd thought, her body changed into its tigress form once again. "That's... crazy." MJ said, running a hand along her face. "Is this what Sergei meant by a spirit animal?"

She had imagined more of, well... something like a patronus. Not the ability to turn into a she-tiger. Still, it wasn't that bad, all things considered. Mary Jane could feel the added benefits. In this new form, her muscles were tighter and stronger; her reflexes faster. Still, if there was one thing she had learned, it was that she could not simply rest on powers like this. She needed to be capable of handling herself even without something like this.