Tamara rubs her muzzle on the grass some, getting rid of some of the fresh blood, then she looks at her mate and awws, thinking that it is quite nice and cute of him to have gotten the heart for her. She gives him a loving kiss straight on his nosepad, before she devours the heart, purring out happily as she tastes the delicious meat.<br/><br/>Once she's done devouring the heart, she just lays on the grass, next to Sar, observing him continuing his meal. She's full, and feeling slightly sleepy. A digestive nap would probably be a very good idea right now, as would a good grooming or a bath. She licks idly at her own lips and muzzle while she debates over what to do first: nap or bath?