we built this city on broken glass

He was oblivious, in that moment, to the manner in which the music had stopped and several of those parents had stopped in turn to stare at the curious pair. That man and child bearing a resemblance that was near uncanny and hardly lost upon Frost himself as his hand reached to gently tilt the child's head upward. The equine merely attempting to get a better look at the girl. Surely, this was not one off his own, was it? She looked a little to old, his eldest at least a year younger and yet he could easily be wrong about her age to begin with. The manner in which the girl reaches upward to cover her ears momentarily distracts him from his own considerations. Those pointed tips quickly concealed beneath her hands. Fae. She was a Fae child. The only manner in which he could possibly have fathered a Fae would have been with a Fae woman and he was assured he had never been as such. A small sensation akin to relief finding him then. This, surely, not another off his children come to seek him out. This child hardly....engineered to look the way she did. She, perhaps, a natural creation. One that coincidentally appeared very much like himself and yet still- he could hardly help but to wonder at her parentage. Was she a relative in any capacity? Was at least one off her parents from that....place he had come from? She hardly looked Icelandic.

Frost's own gaze lifted from her then, eyeing the parents who starred critically, several of them looking hurriedly away as Frost released the girls chin all the same with tha very query on the parentage he had only moments ago considered internally. The small girl moved to lit her hands away from her ears then before staring upward at him. Violet gaze on violet gaze. Even her hair was similar to his own- perhaps not quite as starkly white as his and yet pale all the same. That simple no he was afforded by way of response saw his gaze glance upward and toward that crowd of adults once more. None of them, in any sense, holding any similar appearance to the child. Her sudden question of 'why?' prompting his gaze back to her. Frost remaining silent for several more moments yet. The equine hardly the kind inclined to words at the best of times, much less offering those around him any sort of explanation. Let alone a mere child. His internal considerations are once more halted however by the child's sudden insistence that, should he bring harm to her, her 'puppies' and 'kitties' would not be happy. One eye arched slightly upwards. The often apathetic Alpha so allowing the faintest of tendrils off his own power to toy about within her mind so silently then if only to pilfer from her very thoughts just what she meant with that veritable....tease? Had it even been a tease? Those images, fleeting and fragmented with her changing thoughts, easily presented themself to him all the same. Tetradore and the Breadstick- Tobias. Frost, for the first time, allowing some sort of emotion to find his otherwise near blank features. The equine near infamous for his utter lack of emotion at the best of times. That quirk off his lip and soft snort the most he seemed inclined to give. The smooth, cold words finding her then.

"Your puppies and kittens are no threat to me, Small One."

He had destroyed Tetradore before, after all. Tobias, though a different beast altogether, was surely equally capable of meeting the same fate and yet.....how times he changed. Tetradore and himself long since having found common ground and indeed even a....mutual acceptance of one another. The snowy hared Alpha considering those very things before his attention returned to the no doubt baffled child. His features displaying that mask of placidity once more. That lack of any definable emotion returned.

"Your kitties are allied to me."

There was every chance the child would not understand those words and yet Frost hardly made an effort to explain further. The stallion, despite raising Nadya's own children, so often seeming lack that ability to speak to them on a child-appropriate level in any sense. Frost bluntly offering that statement before the young girl so announced he looked like her. Those very statement prompting a nod off his head.

"Yes, I do. Though I don't know why."

Those very words held a small amount of curiosity once more and yet the man's demeanor remained near apathetic all the same. Frost, in testament to his name perhaps, so hardly the most...inviting being.. The small Fae child clearly displayed some knowledge off his own mate. The girl shouting Nadya's name then as she wandered from that class to join them. Nadya, as always, quick to attempt some manner of organisation for the next class before attempting to deduce which class the Fae girl was interested in. The arrival of Micah and Isabella seemed to distract the girl in turn as she crouched down before them with a clear intrigue. The similarities between this 'Maeve' and himself clearly not lost upon Nadya either. That near tease he was presented with prompting that fleeting touch of amusement to his lips.

"This one is not mine- of that I am certain."

Maeve, oblivious to just what Nadya had meant was quick to blurt out that she had only been with him a short time. Frost inclined to frown slightly before the girl near hurried to Nadya's side, suddenly fearful that he might take her away. Frost's on gaze lifted to Nadya then in clear intrigue as to just what the girl was talking about. His mate afforded a near incredulous look.

"What do you tell children about me, Naja?"

Those words were little more then a tease aimed at goading his mate just so. Frost's attention turned back to the fearful child then as he regarded her evenly once more. Perhaps she was right to fear the world all the same. Fae were few in number and getting fewer still every day. A dying species. That notion that someone might take her away perhaps not entirely foolish in any sense. Frost holding his hand suddenly out to the girl then to shake her own.

"I'm Frost, the Chimera Pack Alpha and Nadya's mate. I am not going to take you away. You should be far more fearful of Vampires for that."

Well- he'd almost succeeded in not scaring her.....to much.

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