She let out a low frightened mew as he kisses her, looking into his eyes. The mew is so low it's almost unheard. She presses close against him, still shivering when he picks her up, seeking comfort and protetcion against the frightening crowd. She listens to him and nods slowly, her shivering easing some, happy to he keeps her on his arms, at leats for the beginning.<br/><br/>Tamara looks at all the guest around, pressed against you, shievrign at the first caresses, then relaxing slowly, as she enjoys the caress, a low churr vibrating her throat in the end, especially when the lionness and the tigress places their paws on her. After a while, she's not frightened anymore, having felt that nobody wants any harm to her, and that most of the guests are friendly, especially the two females felines.