As Claire left the group behind, she was mulling over what they had told her. So lost in thought was she, that she ran face first into a rather large furred chest. Two large furred paws caught her as she was about to hit the ground. She yelped slightly, "Sorry! Sorry... I didn't..."
Claire looked up into the face of the largest creature she'd ever seen. The weretiger chuckled, "Is alright. You okay?" The huge beast was wearing only a thin set of shorts that left all the rest of his form clearly visible. Claire stammered a bit before blushing and looking away, "I..uh..yeah. I'm fine. I'm really sorry about being so clumsy, I just had a lot on my mind."
The weretiger smiled, speaking with a noticeable but clearly understandable Russian accent, "Like I said. Is fine. Name's Anton Morozov. I run the local gym here... You can guess what most people call me with a name like Anton and being a tiger." He chuckled, "Can't say I'm that upset about it though."
As Claire took a moment to look over the tiger, she noted his fur was an almost blinding white with deep blueish black stripes in a striking pattern across his very exposed fur. More muscular than the wolves and cats she had seen thus far certainly. She cleared her throat, "Thank you. I'm Claire Robertson."
The tigerman smiled and motioned to another were currently hiding to the side and behind the large feline. "This is my daughter. Misha." The young mink-girl blushed, ears flicking nervously as she waved. Claire smiled and waved back, "So cute." She looked up at Anton, "But... She's not a tiger?" Her tone curious but then she put a hand over her mouth, "Oh I.. I didn't mean it like that..I was just confused." She mentally cursed at making such a fool of herself.
Anton chuckles, "Is alright, Is understandable. I married her mother when I graduated from college here. I personally just felt more attracted to the felines as 'myself' if that makes sense?"
Claire tilts her head slightly, "Could... Could I ask a few questions about it?"
Anton nods, "Certainly, are you thinking of making the transition?"
Claire blushes and nods, "Yeah... Do inter-racial marriages work? Are they common?"
Anton thinks a moment before replying, "Honestly, they're a bit uncommon. Most weres tend to go with others of their species but I've always liked adventure." He grins toothily, "Plus love can make anything work. The most important thing is to be true to yourself..and your partner. Discuss it with them. My wife may be a mink but she's VERY stretchy." He winks.
Claire BLUSHES and ahems, "Ah..t..thank you... I Uh...I best go.. Thank you for all your help."
Anton chuckles and nods, "Have a good evening, Claire."
Claire nods, "You too Anton. Thank you again."