Feign is a little nervous as Tamara takes him into her tail, but after a moment, he relaxes and lets the warmth of her body comfort him.  As he is pulled along through the forest, he can dimly feel the objects that slide by Tamara's body, pushing and squeezing him through her flesh like some exotic massage.<br/><br/>The rushing of the forest past Tamara's body and the steady, low beating of her heart lull Feign into a sleepy trance.  He closes his eyes and nuzzles against her tongue .  With a little squirm, and a small groan of contentment, he falls asleep.  Though the dreams he has cause him to squirm again several times along the journey.