01-05-2016, 11:13 PM
Tamara stepped forward as Ara was ushered in, waiting patiently for her turn to be invited into the tent and get her quick welcome speech, or something alike, she supposed. Her round ears perked up and one eyebrow moved up as she heard the excited chatter of the white vixen start before the tent flap had even had time to fall back in place, muffling every sound coming from inside the tent. That one was definitely a bubbly one, and the tigress silently pondered if it was just because of having finally arrived on the island, the first step to, maybe, becoming a Minion on the Overlord's forces, or if she's always like this. She cringed inwardly at the thought, then shook her head and chased those thoughts away. She had to focus on the here and now, and make a good impression on whomever was inside the tent, Human or not.