Maeve's ready assurance that she had spelled most of those words right seemed to prompt that renewed sense of awe within the Leopard. Tobias eyeing those sentences a second time. He so hardly knew what they said, the boy barely capable of reading his own name and as such would hardly have known whether those words were spelled correctly or not. Indeed he would hardly have known if they were words at all and yet Maeve's ready assurance that they were, mostly, correct seemed to delight him on some level all the same as his head nodded sagely. The boy readily impressed with writing. The amount of research and time that had gone into that paper was, perhaps, lost upon him to a degree and yet that the boy appreciated that piece was surely clear enough. Tobias so delighting in those things that centered around him in any manner. Maeve's writing, she had said, was about him- and by that notion alone it was surely the most important of all. The young child's insistence that it was hard to read those words saw that fathomless dark gaze meet the violet of her own with that clear moment of understanding between them before Tobias so demanded to know just what those words said.

That paper was held back towards Maeve to allow the Fae child to read it. Tobias listening with a clear look of anticipation as she spoke of the leopards spotted coats, hunting skills and ability to adapt to its environment. Tobias entirely content to nod along as if he understood but each one of these things. Maeve's consideration that females were smaller than males seemed to coax a grin to his features. Tobias readily understanding this comparison in the least. That sudden mention of both Tetradore and Nadya however saw that very grin shift into a frown of sorts, Tobias content to tilt his head to the side as if contemplating something almost obtuse. His mind so placing several ideas somewhere within its tangled depths before those broken words found him again. Nadya, he was sure, was not a dance teacher. No. Nadya was something else.

"Nadya....is my......sister and.....Tetra's.....sister. Not in....our pack."

Whether or not Maeve had known of that family relation remained to be seen. Tobias insistent upon that notion Nadya was not in their pack all the same. It was that very suggestion of an easter egg hunt that seemed to distract the young man entirely. The idea of any sort of hunting game a continual delight to the boy in every fashion. After all, hunting was one such area in which Tobias so distinctly excelled if only by way of his own affinities for that very art. The idea that he might receive chocolate as a reward only further compelling his very desires to take up this game. Tobias moved to unfold those terribly long limbs then, the gangly young man reaching out to take Maeve's hand as those very rules dictated and Nadya had surely spoken to him about over and over again when it had come to their own children. Tobias so hardly having seen them in ...years. His memories of his own son and daughter distinctly ...vague. Yet, such was the mind of the deviant boy that he so hardly appeared distressed in any sense, Tobias so simply of the understanding that they lived elsewhere. His mind inclined to consider little else upon the manner.

It was hardly difficult to make their way from the Ark and towards the South. Few beings within that rougher, Western part of town inclined to cause any trouble for the Leopard or his young charge whom skipped along beside him. Tobias content to lament that they could surely not tell Tetradore about this if only because his companion of best of friends would likely take their candy from them if they did. Maeve, it seemed, readily understood this sentiment. The young Fae girl insisting they did not need to tell Tetra at all. That Southern side of town was far busier then the West had been. Tobias momentarily content to eye those crowds of children and parents. The very idea that he was so surely supposed to be Maeve's veritable 'parent' for the day had hardly occurred to him, such ideas distinctly far from the capabilities of his mind. Tobias, instead, far more intrigued by those coloured eggs he had already spied hidden within the grass. That sudden tug upon his hand and that insistence they need sign in saw the young man followed behind his charge and toward that registration desk. Maeve, perhaps fortunately, was content to speak for the both of them. Tobias merely eyeing the man behind the desk in a manner curious enough to make the unfortunate fellow uncomfortable before Maeve once more dragged him away and into the park.

The excitement amongst that readily gathered crowd of children was near palpable. Tobias glanced down at Maeve once more as she insisted they need to wait for that whistle before they were allowed to hunt for those treats. A singular, firm nod assuring Tobias readily understood how that game was to be played and yet- Maeve had not said he was not allowed to begin using that power already. It was distinctly easy to allow that hidden affinity to spread. The location of each and every easter egg in that park readily becoming apparent to the deviant. A grin of delight finding his features at a game so easy.

"I am...ready."

The sudden blow of that whistle saw Tobias sprint forward with Maeve in tow. The young man, whether by virtue of his species or youth, so effortlessly outsprinting every other parent and child there. Tobias having effortlessly navigate his way to a large pile of eggs at the base of a tree.

"Maeve!"

That ready summons for the Fae child was near shouted across the field. Tobias grasping all of those eggs before placing them in that basket Maeve carried, the boy proceeding to point suddenly towards a pile of shrubbery not to far away only to sprint towards it again. Those bush so concealing 3 very large chocolate rabbits. Tobias, it seemed, having decided to hunt down the largest, most substantial chocolate first. The deviant proceeding to take all three rabbits in turn before placing them in Maeve's basket again only to charge towards the next set. Tobias, by far, the most energetic of those parental guardians. That next pile of eggs was concealed within the long grass, daisies and clover that grew all throughout the park. A small boy already having reached that patch, his hands slowly plucking one egg after the other to place in his basket as Tobias and maeve reached him. A singular, near curious glance was given about that park before Tobias simply reached forward to grasp the back of the boys shirt as if he was scruffing a kitten before abruptly lifting the boy upward. The unfortunate child dangled near frantically from Tobias's grasp for several seconds as Tobias so quickly waved Maeve over once more.

"Hurry....Maeve. Take....while boy is ...distracted."

That 'distracting' other children by lifting them entirely from the ground was so surely not part of the game had clearly never occurred to Tobias and yet he was wholly determined to win that game.....

"I don't suffer from my insanity.
I enjoy every moment of it.