At the first hint of movement from the shadows, Tyger takes on a wary stance. Whoever the stranger is she is no stranger to the art of stealth even going so far as to be down wind which is why he had not pick up the scent. At first even gender had been difficult to discern, but the manner of movement suggest female. Then the voice confirmed it followed by scent when she gets close enough. Something about this cloaked woman puts him at ease even before her touch. There is nothing in her scent or mannerisms to suggest that she is a threat to the odd group. He is so sure that she is not a threat that he simply stands still and lets this disguised woman place her gloved hand on his chest and on the head of the one he is currently protecting.<br/><br/>With the hand on his chest Tyger feels a strange warmth spread from the hand through his body and into his very core. He senses the change with tiger that dwells there, but yet the change is not really with the tiger, but rather within himself. He instantly knows that his level of control has gone up and he can change back anytime he chooses. Nothing has happened to the great cat to make it weaker in power or will. It is more a matter of giving him the needed confidence to be more dominate over the beast. He clearly understands now that the full moon does not give more strength to the tiger, it just makes it more stubborn. With that knowledge he decides to stay in his current form a while longer as the greater size makes it easier to carry the unconscious Sarah. That brief exchange is strangely all that Tyger needs to fully trust the woman and follow her without question.