Tamara follows him, grinning, and she pads out of the cave on all fours, murring and stretching in the warm sun of the afternoon. She grins watching Sar drag his claw down a tree, marking it as part of their territory. She goes straight for the small stream behind their cave, and enters it, murring some as the cold water hit her paws.<br/><br/>The stream is just deep enough and big enough to cover her whole body when she's laying down. Which she does almost immediately, letting the water wash her, while she lays her head on the shore and closes her eyes, yawning out loudly, feeling drowsy.<br/><br/>"Mrrrr... purrfect place for a quick nap..."