Tamara murrs as she watches Jaku scoops the little girl out of her shell, almost crying in joy as she sees her daughter. She melts too, awwing some, and mewling gently at the little one. She carefully grabs the lil girl from Jaku's hand, thus allowing him to take care of the second egg. While she shifts to have her trunk close to the second egg, letting go of the empty shell of the first hug, she begins a tender groomign of the little naga-girl, following very old instincts that have been awaken by the hatching.<br/><br/>For tigers, and for most felines, the firsts moments after the birth are the most importants. The mother grooms the newborn, cleaning it up of any fluids and such, and, while she does so, both the mother and the newborn gets the scent of each other kinda engraved in their minds, so they'll be able to recognize it anywhere.<br/><br/>The little furred tigress-naga squirms a bit, smiling at her mother, and let out a soft very cute mew. Tamara smiles and mews back, while her big tongue laps tenderly over her daughetr's face and head, then down her torso. She's held tenderly on Tam's chest, her serpentine body uncurled and laying motionless on the big tigress-naga scaly belly. The ltitle one then shifts her upper body a bit, latches her small muzzle on one of Tam's breasts and begins suckling, obviously hungry. Tam smiles, radiating happyness and love, and contineus her thorough grooming.