She grins as he mentions that he is an irreparably big and strong male tiger, then she get off of him, landing on the snow and giving him one last scritche behind his ears.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- I know naught of otter's habit in winter, but, well, hibernating or not, I'm sure I can find them if there are some in the area. You wait here, ok?</span><br/><br/>Before he can answer, Tamara has moved off the bush, silently, she looks around, sniffs the air, doesn't get any fresh otter scent, and guess the otters should be udnerwater, or maybe they don't come to play or hunt or do whatever otetrs do on this side of the lake.<br/><br/>So she pads to the shore and enters the freezing waters. At first, she pads in very slowly, shivering as the waters are way colder than the air, her fur bristling. But she seems to adapt after a bit, and, once she's into the water up to her waist, she just dives down and disappears. The small ripples on the surface quickly disapears too, no air bubbles come to the surface, and, after a moment, Bitsa might get worried as he doesn't see her come back to the surface to breathe.