The tiger keeps murrrring though his tongue now applying itself directly to Tamara, tasting the blood smeared there and loving it drawing her a bit deeper into his maw instead, his belly grumbling hungrily for more as he sampled the treat on his tongue. Inside the belly would be digesting furiously around the helplessly struggling and screaming meal unable to do anything to halt or even slow her fate as she was slowly rendered into a digestive muck.