That sound that left his lips near echoed through that forest, prompting the sudden silence of the animal life within those trees. He knew well that, somewhere, Nadya and Frost would have heard him and yet, it hardly mattered tonight. Tonight, he was claiming this little piece of the woods as his own. Tonight, he was warning those four legged canines that to venture too far within his own land was surely to be met with ill-fate. Malia was his to watch after, in some fashion, even if the woman had thrown her allegiance to the opposition. He could hardly help that way in which he felt near....protective over her. That possessiveness within the Alpha certainly was going to get him into trouble at some point or another. For now, however, the man was willing to be that shoulder to cry on, even if he doubted she would allow him to be there for her in such a fashion. A singular glance backwards was given towards his Vector as he warned Henry to stay close, Tetradore equally as possessive when it came to the like colored jaguar. His own movements were with a distinct sort of fluidity, as he climbed down that tree to land into the mud below. God, how he hated that wet substance.

Those emerald eyes watched as she tried to dry those tears with her paws, even as his voice inquired softly as to whether or not she was okay. He could see well that look of defiance upon her features, that one that refused to let him see her like this and yet...he could hardly simply sit by and watch her sob alone either, not when she had friends within those woods. That thump of her tail hardly distracted him in the slightest, that sniffle earning far more of his attention even as she attempted to explain off those tears as little more than allergies. "Uh huh..." He commented in response, that dubiousness purposefully clear within his voice as he continued to eye her. A soft sigh left his lips as he watched Malia rise to her paws, that roll of her eyes otherwise ignored. She was good at putting on a show, at least that much was true and yet, he knew she knew that he knew the truth of the matter. God. Women.

It was that mention of his friend however, that caused the panther to glance back at his Vector. He hardly anticipated the way that Henry so easily approached Malia, a glimpse of surprise in his features as the panther pawed at the coyote, much less the fact that Malia clearly knew his name. Well that was unexpected. That comment on whether or not she was right however, was met with little more than a blank stare. After all, Tetradore hadn't known they'd met to begin with. Though, maybe this was why she had been asking him about his brother. That accusatory tone to her voice, however, prompted a sigh upon his lips as the man slowly sat upon his haunches. "It was an accident, he got in the way of my prey." Well, so maybe that wasn't the whole truth. That dog hadn't quite been Tetradore's prey but...Henry had gotten in the way. He hadn't wanted any sort of Vector and yet, now that Henry was his, he hardly had any intention of giving the man up either. "I already apologized." Tetradore stated, even though he knew well none of it truly helped. Rather, his emerald eyes glanced towards Henry in an almost uncertain fashion. The were-King was far harder on himself for causing Henry's plight then Henry was on him. It was a trait the two seemed to have in common.

aiden tetradore

who is in control