Tamara just blinks and stares at the running rodent, the torn shirt hanging from her maw. She didn't expected this at all. Monique was stiff frozen just a moment ago, and the tigress thought she could do whatever she wishes with her, use her like a toy, until she get tired and decided it was time for lunch. The rat can be proud of her: she managed to surprise the big and mighty predator.<br/><br/>But Tam quickly regain her senses, and roars, letting the torn shirt fall on the ground. The roar sounds filled with anger, but Tamara is alos very happy Rodent flew off this way. It makes the game much more interesting. She wanted to play and have some fun with her prey, and what's more fun than chasing a scared and running prey on the forest? Of cours,e by the time Tam regain her senses, Monique has already disappeared into the woods. But the tigress is confident. She IS a tigress, oen of the best and deadliest rpedator around, and she's sure she can follow and catch the rodent with ease.<br/><br/>She sniffs the air, then the ground, filling her nostrils once again with teh scent of the rodent, which is laced with pheromones of fear, then she enters the forest, running quietly, following the trail left by Monique, a smirk on her big muzzle.