Jagger would indeed sniff at her hand, as far as the edge of the circle went.  The closer Mina was to the circle, the more she could feel the charge it had.  It wasn't electrical per say, but there was something to it.  Jagger purred even deeper as he stepped back, coaxing her to join him in the circle and be a part of the show.  Meanwhile, the handler was simply standing back, his fingers moving ever so slightly with each and every second that passed.  His concentration was on something, his eyes fixed forward at both her and the large panther.<br/><br/>The panther appeared to be in the peak of health, a creature of immense strength and power.  And it was supremely content to sit back in the manner of a feline and ignore her completely if she did not complete what it wanted.  The large paw, the size of a man's chest or even greater, ran over the ground lightly in front of it.  Beckoning in its own fashion.