The big tiger's flank leaves hers and he curves himself about to face in the same direction as her, padding with deep muffled crunches of snow under his great paws. He certainly seemed to enjoy her scent, the tiger still taking a wiff now and then as she walked along her tail swishing teasingly before him and the big tiger<span style="font-style: italic">certainly</span>appreciating that gesture. To her final question though he smirks wryly and nods gently.<br/><br/>"Though I don't know this place as well as some I do know a few locals where the blood runs thick..."<br/><br/>The tiger steps forward now and starts to lead the way, turning back towards her when her head is about a foot behind his rump and says.<br/><br/>"Follow close..."<br/><br/>With the tiger's fuzzy sack and sheath and his own tail wafting his musky scent about, it may well be Bitsa's turn to tease Tamara in return.