Tamara is blissfully unaware that she is being stalked by her lover, and she let herself sips into a drowsy state, idly waiting from him to join her once he's done marking his territory. She idly wonder if he'd do like wild tigers do, and somehow 'pee' on trees to mark them. Well, it's not really pee, but scent glands that sprays the trees, but still. The idea brings a smile and a chuckle to her lips.<br/><br/>She lays completely still in the shallow waters, emitting a soft purr. She don't hear him, and don't smell him since he is not under the wind, thus his scent is pushed away from Tamara. The perfect hunter, ready to pounce on an unsuspecting prey.