She smiles and nods, purring deeply, happy to be close of the big and obviously friendly striped beast. For the moment, the closeness and warm affection he's showing to her is enough for the anthro-tigress. Being that clsoe from such a big feral tiger, feeling his paws gently hugging her, his warm breathe on his back, the gentle rumbling of his body, his warm musky scent, it's like heaven for Tamara.<br/><br/>She remains silent for a moment, just enjoying the closeness, her eyes closing, feeling in a small warm and friendly bubble lost on theses hostile and frozen parts. A feeling she does like a lot. She also feels her fondness for Bitsa grow up each minute.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Bitsa... what were you going to do when you spotted me?</span>she asks softly.<br/><br/>Although she'd like to remain snuggled against him for the rest of eternity, chances are Bitsa does have matters to attend to. And he was going somewhere, to do something, and Tam feels a bit bad now that she realizes he had to delay what he was going to do for her, and she also wants to help him if she can. Or spend some more time with him to get to know each other.