Titus loved the room that he had been able to talk his parents into turning into his research room. He had been peering over a collection of books centered on his latest project. As was usually the case when he was working, he was very focused. His eyes flew over the pages about ancient civilizations and he considered creating a map based on descriptions provided. He could cross-reference with what matched various atlases...

He was so deep in thought that he didn't realize he had company until the large, ancient book he was currently burying his nose in suddenly disappeared and he saw a flash of teeth. He looked around and end up to find the flying tiger had once again taken possession of one of his belongings, the ancient book now between the teeth of a flying tiger that had no business being in this house, let alone one of his rooms.

"HADRIAN!" he yelled out his research room door, uncharacteristically loud as only irritation at his brother and his impractical pets seemed to manage to get out of him. He might have appreciated the tiger most anywhere else but not in the sanctity of his research room!