Night is the time of the tiger. He moves carefully and quietly through the blue world of late dusk in winter. Although it is misty, he has no problem seeing. Because the snow makes a pale background, he can easily be seen in this open woodland by his prey species, the elk. But there are greater difficulties facing this tiger and all of his wild brethren. I have portrayed this tiger almost vanished in the evening mists. I hope that present trends can be reversed before the wild population vanishes. - RB