It had truly never occurred to the ebony feline that the the peculiar colored lupine might so take an interest in being alone with him. At the heart, he had accepted Raven into his life solely for what she had become to mean to Tobias and, in turn, for what Tobias too meant to him. He had not thought the woman might take an interest into wanting to embark upon such adventures with him. After all, why would he when she had never truly expressed an interest in such things? It was rare, when the two spent time together for anything other than the finances that so occupied most of his life. Though it was hardly due to ignoring the girl's existence rather than complete ignorance on his part. He did think of her, of course, the very sight of those small ball shaped creatures so reminding him fondly of the night he himself had first met her. They had so captivated and intrigued her, coaxing the girl to play in a fashion he never truly remembered her doing since. He knew well that the attack upon her by Frost had, in some ways, damaged her self confidence. She deserved something like this. She deserved a moment to simply forget of those painful things, of going feral, of his sibling's children, of any of it. It was that which saw him return to the Ark to seek her out in the first place.

The male led her silently to his doorway, hardly bothering to inform her on his intent to take her elsewhere beyond the Ark. Rather he watched her in an altogether disinterested way as the young woman sniffed some discarded toy of his niece or nephew's. Nadya had taken to utilizing his room during his absence as a play area of sorts for her children though why he hadn't the faintest clue. After all, there were many other parts of the ship far bigger than his own space. Nevertheless, the man hardly complained, too ignoring this leftover toy in the same fashion before he called the canine over to him. He could feel her body press against his at the man's instruction and without hesitation he so called to his own affinities to take them far from the Ark in but a blink of an eye, their padded feet alighting ever so softly upon the bark and twigs and dirt that made up the lithosphere of the Southern border of the city. Tetradore had taken great care to ensure he put them just far enough away that their teleporting might not be heard, his emerald eyes adjusting to the change in light as is ear flicked ever so slightly in the direction of the wolverine as her voice pressed into his head.

"You get used to it the more you do it." He responded simply, the man no longer even noticing that vertigo feeling when so teleporting any longer. It was but instant for him, done and over with before most even noticed he had left. As it was, he slinked through the forest with relative ease, little thought given to the conundrum of where to stand that so perturbed the girl behind him. Rather, occasionally his vibrant gaze would shift towards the female, ensuring she was still indeed following as he led her deeper into the heart of the forest and closer to his destination. His body shifted, lowering closer towards the ground as he stalked those small critters he could hear, his eyes glancing towards his fellow predator to do the same. He stuck to the shadows, getting close enough so that even she could see what he had so brought for her offering. For a moment he was silent, simply surveying the creatures at play before his voice so pressed into the woman's skull with a decidedly impish sound. "Ready?" He inquired, hardly giving her a moment before Tetradore's hind legs propelled him forcefully forward, the ebony cat pouncing upon the nearest creature with a certain sort of grace.