The tiger smiles broadly in return and pulls her in, this time tucking her head up on the side of his furry neck allowing her to speak more clearly as his paw draws her rump to nestle back between his hind legs curling around her cosily. The tiger would also soon return his paws to her swollen belly and start to rub and knead as the lump of digesting meat there as she did the same to his eliciting a deep rumbling purrr from the big tiger, this would lessen though as he listened to her story.<br/><br/>"I see... That is rather sad, though I hope you found a place to call home and a people to call your own amoung these parts."<br/><br/>The tiger says softly, seeming to see this as a great tradgedy, perhaps ever moreso then Tamara herself sees it.<br/><br/>"A cautious tigress... and without a home, I suppose it stands to reason that you wouldn't know much of your kind and might drift from their habits"<br/><br/>Bitsa finishes nuzzling gently at the side of her neck and back.