After Tigress and Po have to go on two separate missions, they both find themselves wishing that they weren't so far apart. (One-shot, takes place after KFP 3)
The storm. A frightening sight to many and a confirmation of a boring day to others. To one tiger, however, it is neither of those things. Instead, it is something far more beautiful.
The colors she wears throughout the time he's known her have (in one way or another) reflected her, just as a mirror.
A moment of free expression, both fierce and vulnerable. Please take this as you will and enjoy.
Tigresa siempre tuvo un cierto resentimiento contra el festival de invierno, pero ¿Por que? One-shot Feliz navidad adelantada :D
The hug that changed everything. TxP