The big feral tigress seems to smirk, and takes several deep breathes, her tail flicking slightly faster as she smells the fear in Monique' scent, and sees her reaction. She tilts her head a bit, looking down at the small twig that just fell from the rodent's hand, thinking that this would have been a very useless weapon against her. Then she looks back at Monique.<br/><br/>Tamara does truly love the sight of Monique right now. There's only a very few things that can make her more happy than to see a prey frozen on the spot, barely able to breathe while staring in utter shock at her. She could pounce on Monique and rip her to shred before the rodent's brain would be able to process what's happening and send instructions to the rest of her body, be it to try and run away or to struggle to defend her life. But that would be no fun for Tam.<br/><br/>The tigress' tongue flicks out to lick her pink nose, her lips parting for a split second, allowing Monique to get a glimpse of the fangs of the tigress, which seems very sharp, very pointy, and are glistening with saliva. Then she begins to pads closer to Monique, slowly, kinda menacingly yet gracefully, her whole attitude making it clear who is the predator and who is the prey, for the both of them. The tigress is a beautiful and deadly creature. All in her is made to improve her hunting skills, to help in the chase and the capture of a prey, and it shows.