The big tiger blinks a bit as he holds the fawn well up to the neck by now in his jaws the deer struggling and nosing around inside his gullet pressing out against the slippery sides making his neckfur poke out here and there. Furrowing his brows for a moment he nods slowly and then starts to draw the fawn's head out of his jaws eventually releasing the fawn entirely leaving it twitching with fright and wet with the tiger's saliva from nose to shoulders.<br/><br/>"I suppose you can have the fawn then if you really would like it"