They were so...shiny. They had been shiny for half a block and they were still shiny. How intriguing. Yes. He liked them. Very much. The Leopard's paws fell silently atop the building's roofs as he prowled over them. His feet were silent, his movement fluid. Tobias, in that moment, every bit the hunter he was designed to be as he slid like a shadow, melting over cracks and dips and shifts in roofing material. His golden gaze lingered on the sidewalk below him, the Leopard keeping pace with one particular man, unseen by him or any other. Just where the Fae was going Tobias hardly knew. Indeed, he hardly cared. Tobias was not the sort of creature to wonder as to the minds or desires of others. No. His world was black and white. In and out. Up and down. Grey areas did not exist. The idle thoughts of another were indeed a grey area the young man hardly cared to consider. All that existed within his mind was intrigue at the shiny.....things and a desire to have them- and have them he would. The North however was not his territory. His pack ruled the West, Tobias having commanded that Beta position beneath Tetradore for years now. Within the West he might surely have simply been able to demand he be given those shiny things. Within the North his reputation was less....well known. Within the north he might be required to simply take what he wanted.

The Fae seemed to pause for a moment, removing 'the shinies' from his head only to clean them. Tobias froze, the lanky leopard slipping back and away from the edge of the roof to prevent himself being seen. His own affinities reached effortlessly outward, ensnaring the Fae below within that keen sense, that ability to find anything and everything he desired. Keeping the man within his metaphorical mind's eyes- those supernatural senses alerting him to the fact the Fae was moving again. Tobias slunk forward once more, trotting along the roofs edge again, keeping pace with his target and yet....he was going to run out of roof soon. That path was split by an intersection. The Fae would cross the road. The next building was far too far for even the leopard to jump. A growl of dissatisfaction rose within Tobias' throat. He needed the Fae to stop. Tobias' pace increased, the leopard pacing further ahead of the man. The lanky leopard moved to crouch down in the corner of the roof. Nearly, nearly. He waited only so long as it took the man to reach that corner, Tobias abruptly leaping down from the roof- the feline landing effortlessly on his feet right in front of that glasses wearing Fae. Several screams echoed from those other passers-by as they scrambled to get out of the way of the jungle cat.

Tobias' golden gaze so readily met that of the Fae, each paw bringing him closer and closer as he strode forward, closing the distance between them. A deep, low growl rose within the leopard throat, his lips pulling back from his fangs, displaying those rows upon rows of teeth as his spotted tail lashed behind him. Tobias, in that moment, appeared as if he were about to attack. His muscles coiled and bunched, that lunging leap surely imminent before a sudden and distinctly pointed gust of wind slammed into the unfortunate Fae man. Those glasses blew abruptly off his face. That wind, for several seconds, seemed to prompt those glasses to hover in mid-air before abruptly, and neatly, delivering them to the jaws of the spotted leopard. That wind was entirely beneath the feline's control. Those glasses dangled loosely from Tobias's jaws, a hissing sound rolling from within his throat. This, it seemed, so clearly the animals' attempt at mocking laughter before Tobias abruptly turned once more, the feline leaping back up the wall of the nearest building, scaling that fire escape in two single bounds before disappearing onto the roof. Leaving the stunned crowd below. Those glasses were dropped abruptly onto the roof, Tobias flopping down beside them- the leopard assured the fae would surely not follow him up here as he proceeded to bat at those glasses with his large paw, his tongue running over one lens, smearing it with a streak of feline saliva. They did not....taste good. They were shiny though, in the sun, so shiny. He would keep them. Yes. Forever and ever and ever and ever. He would take them home, yes, to show Tetra. Tetra would be pleased.