((Ok. Up to you though.))<br/><br/>Anna comes back a moment later with the key. A few of the bunny maids glances at her, but she quickly send them back to their various duties. "Ready Charles?" She asks the fox, a little nervous as she slips the key into the lock, then turn it and open the door. Her eyes go wide as she sees the disaster that is now Tam's room. It looks like a thunderstorm or a tornado passed through it and ravaged it. In the middle of the ravage, lays Tamara, curled up tightly against one of her giant plushes, a big cheetah, sobbing uncontrollably, her head buried under the plush.<br/><br/>Anna glances at Charles, then she steps forward, over the broken bits of avse and the plushes and other items laying everywhere. She kneels near Tamara, and slowly, gently, places a hand over the shoulder of the tigress. "Tam, it's me, Anna, what's wrong?" she asks with a soft voice. "You can tell me everything, you know that. Please, speak to me, speak to us. Charles and I are here for you."<br/><br/>Tamara looks up, slowly, her eyes red from crying, the fur of her face soaked with tears. Then she wrap her arms tightly around Anna, crying even more. She can barely speak coherently, but, with some efforts and time, Charles and Anna are able to understand something along the lines of 'Sar doesn't love me'.