The young tigress shifts a bit as she's gently carressed by both Arkain and Charles, letting out a few soft and low mewls. Her ears and tail flicks some, then her eyes flutters open, and she smiles as she sees both the lizard and the fox right in front of her. She rubs her eyes cutely, then yawns and stirrs and stretches like only felines can stretch and stirr, almost to the point you would think her bones would pop out of their joints. Then she crawls on all fours to Arkain, and tenderly hugs him, churring softly, smiling, tail tip flicking idly.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Good morning Daddy...</span>says the tigress, while giving him a gentle lick on his cheek.<br/><br/>Then Tamara turns to Charles and smiles at him, one of her ears flicking. She looks safe, happy, and, as far as both Arkain and Charles can tell, she seems to have the level of education you'd expect from a child of this age. Which is quite surprising since she didn't went to school at all. But she said good morning to Arkain naturally, without any hesitation or anything, like she always talked. Seems that tehre is more to meet than the eyes for this so cute striped feline.