Tamara would just smirk at Fire's comment. Tigers like them were probably not much different than gryphon's like him when it comes to hunting habits on the Wild: you hunt what you need to survive, no more, no less. Of course, is Bitsa and her would go on a killing frenzy, it is most probable that they could make quite a dent in the local preys species population. But that would be quite the bad idea, because it would drive the survivors away from their territories, thus condemning them to die by starvation, or forcing them to leave their territory and wander in the unknown, which might prove as deadly for them.<br/><br/>The tigress would froze at the same moment Bitsa did, ears and nose pointed toward the origin of the faint sound she picked up. The sound was unmistakably the sound of some animal, but the near lack of wind would make it impossible to pick up any scent coming from this direction, thus making it impossible to identify the kind of animal they are facing. She glances back at Bitsa, and just nods a bit, before they move forward to the source of the sound. Tamara begins to take some distance from Bitsa as they closes on the origin of the sound, already assuming a hunting stance, though, for the moment, she remains at eye range.