Sar starts to walk into the forest. Yes, being here has greatly awakened his senses and some primal instincts. He enjoys being the alpha male and taking care of Tamara. Some of it, he has to admit, is an act. He is acting the way he feels he should act by what he read and what he feels mainly to impress Tamara to show he can take of her especially knowing how she hard to take care of herself when she was a cub. He likes that in charge feeling after being dominated by his Mom so much but as he walks into the hunting part of the reserve and the narrow path isn't so clear anymore, his confidence falters and his smile fades and he starts to become frustrated. All the new noises and strong scents suddenly start to over whelm his senses. He slows down and sniffs about the air erratically trying to make sense of all the scents. The harder he tries, the more frustrated he gets. He's got himself so worked up he is now unable to tell what to do or even which way to go. He stops and drops on his hind haunches. His head drops eying the ground. He shakes his head looking very dejected.