The tigress limbs are tightly wrapped around his jaws and neck, paws scritching and rubbign at his bulging neck, enjoyign the feeling and kinda rewarding him for the nice show. Tamara murrs back, but her murr is kinda drowned on his, feeling the vibrations runs through her whole body, smiling. She cans ee and feel the struggling otter being squeezed donw his throat, slipping between her legs, and she can't help but nibble at the exposed prey's back, not enough tod raw out blood but enough to have the otter shriek in fear, as she begisn to think that she may be torn in half.