A minute after Tamara enters the den, Feign's eyes open groggily.  Somehow, he subconsiously knows they have reached the den.  Trying on instinct to strech out after his nap, he wriggles a bit.  He strains for a second to move against the inside of Tamara's gullet before he fully remembers he's in someone.  As soon as he realizes this he stops, hoping he hasn't done anything uncomfortable or swallow-inducing to the giant snake's system.<br/><br/>He tries to move his arms to wriggle himself out of the gullet, but the combination of the slippery saliva and the tigress's overpowering throat muscles makes sure he doesn't go anywhare.  He does seem to rub a bit against the slick throat wall, with unintentionally arousing results.  After a moment of this, too he stops, trying to think of how he will get out of this gullet, though it seems all he can do is relax and wait.