Tamara murrs as her mate kisses her, kissing him back lovingly, then she giggles a bit as Jaku rests his head on her chest, then buries everyone in a tangle of fur, scales and coils. She brings a paw to gently strokes his hair and scritches his ears, running some digits on his hairs, smiling and purring softly at him. The tigress-naga also smiles at Feign, and wraps a coils or her serpentine body around him, tenderly holding him there, smiling as she slips into what seems like a light sleep. Then she turns to Arkain and chuckles a bit, smiling and bringing him slightly closer of her, whispering back.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">- Well, I think I may have an idea...</span>she replies, giggling.<br/><br/>Arkain then finds himself moved down and forced to lay on her chest, his head placed over one of her breasts, his muzzle inches away from her nipple. Her firm and swollen breasts, which are full of milk, and practically leaking now that she hatched her egges, and that the birth of the young nagas is very close.