A grunt was the only thing that left the man's lips at Tobias exclamation. He'd never been one to climb out of windows. In fact, he could accurately claim it was something he hadn't attempted since he was a child. He did, however, have several escape routes off the roof and had certainly used the distraction that the presence of the unpredictable patrons of the club provided to slide out of the front or back doors. Tetradore had spent enough time within the club to know every facet of the building. He knew where every door and window would place him and this one was most certainly going to have a drop on the other side. It was perhaps this notion that had led him never to attempt such a feat, especially when he knew it was going to end with some bit of discomfort. He could hear the crashing as Tobias discovered this fact for himself and briefly Tetradore took the moment of reprieve to stretch out his shoulders from having the extra weight of the lanky boy upon him. He hardly found the process of being pulled through the very same window to be any more of an enjoyable experience and only once he was on the other side did he find himself relaxing in any way. The only thing worse then escaping from Risque during the middle of the night was being caught in the act of escaping.

"I know, I know." He grumbled, having far too much knowledge of the vampire they both now served to even want to stick around, especially now that Tobias had them escaping while she was awake. He hardly hesitated to follow Tobias' lead, his soft flesh quickly giving way to a taunt, ripping ebony fur. The shift from human to beast always came easy to Tetradore. It was going back that was more difficult if only because of how rare it truly had been for him for most of his life. He had lost the ease with his capture though slowly he seemed to be making strides with the return of Nadya and Tobias interrupting his once stagnant life. He paused, shaking his body ever so slightly as if trying to rid himself of the stretch of death that permeated the dance club. His loped with ease after the spotted feline, his movements far more natural and confident as a panther. His pads were nearly silent as he traversed after Tobias, his natural coloring certainly giving the predator an advantage in the evening hours. Tetradore was distinctly aware the moment they set foot in the world Tobias had built, his scent filling the panther's nostrils, the stirring of his instincts voicing a weak protest to entering another male's territory. The press of Tobias mind against his pulled the were from such thoughts, startling him momentarily. It was still new to him, the way they spoke to mentally within the shift. He'd been alone for so long that he still found himself forgetting what it felt like.

He stayed silent, however, willing enough to relinquish the lead in such an instance, slinking along the warehouses towards the supposed Ark. Tetradore paused just behind Tobias, his vibrant emerald gaze knowingly eying the Mexican in front of him. Although he was less inclined to shift in front of the stranger, eventually he complied, a small touch of a frown brushing across his features as he returned the studious stare he was granted. His eyebrow rose ever so slightly at the man's statement though failed to offer any witty remark. Instead, he simply followed, taking in the scent of his own kind as he settled in the offered chair, his emerald eyes sweeping over the room to almost immediately land on what he is certain is the main event for the evening. The clank of plates against the table dragged his attention back towards the table at hand, a small display of surprise dancing across his feature. He hardly hesitated in indulging in the feast before him. It'd been far too long since he'd had a decent steak! Much less a cake! His paused in picking apart his meal with the insinuation that he was somehow incapable of such violent displays, causing a small scowl to cross his features.

However, before a single syllable of protest could leave his lips, Tetradore found himself interrupted by a woman no less. A woman with her eyes entirely upon the leopard man. She was slim, her scantly dressed figure showing off the girl's curves, her tail whipping ever so slightly despite her human appearance. A pair of ears poked through her skull, the woman clearly using her partial shifting to her advantage. "Hello Kitty Cat." She purred, clearly having seen Tobias present within the facility before. "Win for me tonight okay? I'll be betting on you." She offered him the slyest of winks, her feminine figure hardly wishing to hang around to be rejected. And with that injection of sexiness, and the lingering blue eyes of the female feline, Tetradore stood, motioning slightly towards the ring at hand. "This should be easy," He commented, after all fighting was what he'd done since under the care of Risque. Fighting, torture, maiming, it was all the same to him.