Monique isn’t actually getting any closer to the clearing, though, she’s merely walking parallel to the tree line.  So while she does eventually draw nearer the tigress — whose coloration does a nice job of camouflaging her against the autumn colors sported by the tree she’s in — she would only get so close before the trail would start leading her away from Tamara’s perch.<br/><br/>Monique never suspects that she might be being watched, at least not by anything larger than a squirrel or a chipmunk who might still be scampering about.  She certainly never takes notice of the tigress, even though her gaze sweeps right over the tree she’s in, the rodent admiring the colors while lost in thoughts of her own.  Monique’s rather unique coloration would blend into the background of the changing seasons, as well, but the quiet sounds of her booted paws would help anybody nearby be able to spot her, even if her movement wasn’t enough to catch the eye in and of itself.