Despite being examined she barely paid heed of the man as she slowly got off the ground.  Indeed she was human like in nature and further as she began to stand on her hind legs, her eyes tracking the butterfly and with a strong kick did she pounce once more from the ground. This time however she did not use her hands, her mouth nearing the butterfly before snapping shut, missing it again as it rushed higher and higher still to get away.  Fumbling to the ground again she'd give a disgruntled huff as her tail flicked once more, the peculiar creature slowly rising to all four and remaining crouched, both ears of size dropping with the failed hunt.<br/><br/>It was then she realized that the rabbit hunter was still there.  But so was another thing.  The leg of the rabbit from before.  Seeming a bit sad she recognized the fur, her form slowly crawling before she hovered over the leg and edged it gently with her nose as if to see if it would move.  This would only be how it would appear though for the truth was that she was mixed in emotion.  She felt bad for the rabbit, she felt desire to feel the fur, and her instincts were driving her to get a scent of it for if it smelled good.  This ultimately lead to!  Tapping the leg with her nose.<br/><br/>Indeed the fur was soft which only caused her ears to drop further but her mouth to open as well for so too did it smell like food.  Taking up the leg she'd quickly toss her head back and the leg would be gone with the obvious sound of crushing bone within.  Grinding, chewing, tearing.  All in a single moment without care for the idea of deboning or the lack knowledge on the importance of it.  Her eyes would turn as she chewed, watching the man nearby with another flick of her tail with no signs of aggression.  This alone being peculiar considering the tiger should be tearing out his throat at that given moment.<br/><br/>She ultimately liked humans.  They were always good about handing food off to her or petting her.  Some tried making a lot of noise but noises were hard to make back.  With another toss of her head she'd swallow the leg that by this point was pulverized only to give a sweet tone of her voice.  It sounded like a cat's meow yet it was a sound that held much more depth behind it then just one's average house cat.