Tamara watches and smiles as the deer gets devoured, kinda admiring how Bitsa does it. Once the deer is secured inside the big tiger's stomach, she pads to him and gives the bulging and churning belly a few gentle strokes and rubs.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Feeling better, I guess?</span>she says, smiling up at him.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- The male is still waiting. Poor thing going to get a cold laying in the snow this way. I'm sure he'd like to join his female into the warm and comfy confines of your stomach,</span>she adds, giggling.