The tiger smirks a bit as she speaks and rises up onto his feet, his own form standing more then 7 feet at the shoulder, his towering bulk of nearly 7000 pounds moving with a suprising ease and fluidity as he takes a few steps after her and watches her change from anthro to feral. His lips would start to slowly curve in a smile and he'd flick his whiskers gently as the took a few more steps towards her parting his jaws and sticking out his tongue in a grimace, the flehman, scenting her once more, breathing in her scent as he looks over her lithe feral form. Padding towards her the tiger leans his muzzle down towards her and rubs his cheek against hers and then walks while crouched to rub their flanks together, his tail swishing and lashing out behind him as he purrrs a bit.<br/><br/>"I must say you look rather ravishing on all fours dear..."