Bitsa should be able to easily catch up the noise made by another being, who seems to be having quite some fun. Should he follow the sound, he'd end up in a small clearing, near a frozen cascade, where an anthro-tigress is frolicing in the snow, chasing snowflakes before literaly diving bakc into the thick layer of fresh snow covering the ground, without a care in the world. She's having fun like only felines can, maybe even only felines cubs, but she looks like she's a fully grown anthro.<br/><br/>After a bit, Tamara let herself fall back on the snow, arms and legs spread, panting, slightly tired after the wild meaningless snowflakes chase. She's smiling, and looks up at the stars in the still dark sky, obviously in awwe in front of such a beautiful sight. She's not wearing any clothing, her fur providing her with more than enough protection against the coldness of the air and the snow. Only the tip fo her tail flicks some, as she looks at the stars, and watches a small fog form in front of her muzzle each time she exhales.