Tamara looks up at Arkain, ears still flattened, then let out a low guilt-filled mewl, knowing all too well what you want to talk to her about. She places her little head bakc on the towel, closing her eyes, still feeling quite sore, the schock wearing off, thanks to some slight drugs Anna gave her.<br/><br/>She shivers slightly, feeling her stomach gurgles more, feeling ill, muscles aching, and the wound sending waves of pain through her body each time she moves her leg, even the slightiest way, despite the painkillers. But Anna gave the tigress only a very small bit of painkillers, afraid it might have some secondary effects on her. It numbs the pain some, but not that much then.