Certainly her feelings aren't completely unfounded, Bitsa does have a rather special spot in his heart for those who bear stripes, though he would have preffered to see it upon a more feral form this would would certainly do the trick for now. As she draws herself up to the massive tiger first leaning against the side of his shoulder where she'd sink back into his yielding fur before resting her weight against the tiger's powerful muscles bound around his shoulder. Once she moves herself into place there, as the tiger hoped she might, Bitsa starts to curl his body up around her form, that is until she starts to move herself again working her head down the side of his shoulder, to co-operate the tiger rolls over onto his flank, presenting the whole of his fluffy white bellyfur to her as she snuggles up against his chest. As tucked her head in under his chin, her muzzle breathing through the thick cheekruffs of the tiger, his musky scent drawn out from the surrounding fur as she does so, the tiger would smile warmly and press his chin down against her back as his massive fore limbs hugged gently around her body pressing her against the warmth and softness of his chest. Towards his rear, perhaps unnoticed by Tamara, he would start to curl his body up once more curving it in around her so that once done his tail, reaching out from his rump would drape itself easily over her side coming from behind her, now comfortable the tiger spoke.<br/><br/>"Comfy I see..."