The young tigress steps in, ears perked up, as the butler opens the door. She allows her gaze to look around for a brief moment, before she looks at the Tigress and Sar. She smiles at both of them, and tries to keep a formal look, though her cheeks get a slight pink hue when her gaze meets Sar's, one of her ears flicking as the pleasant memory of what happened at the pool flashes on her mind. Tamara quickly looks away though, not wanting to have the Tigress get mad at her or anything, and hoping Sar understand. But she gets even more anxious when she realizes that Sar is going to remain here while she talks to his mother. She hadn't been expecting this.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Thanks you, Madam,</span>she replies, smiling a bit nervously.<span style="font-style: italic">Thanks for your concern. It... was quite rough, yes, but I had Arkain and some others to support me...</span><br/><br/>She pauses and swallows a bit.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- I wanted to apologize for my behaviour when you came home two weeks ago. I shouldn't have acted this way with you and Sar. I shouldn't have growled on you. I'm sorry, please accept my apologies,</span>she says, bowing slightly, humbly.