It is a subtle thing, that shift in order, that gangly deviant so silently and yet so assertively assuming that role of Alpha in the absence of his companion. He can feel those bonds shift, change and reinforce entirely to himself. He can feel his packmates as he never quite has before and yet in this moment this Tobias understands entirely what has occurred, the boy simply doing as he knows he must, as instinct demands. Picking up with his brother has dropped with an effortless ease that sees him reassure Samantha and Raven in turn. He pauses at Alexis, whatever bond exists that so links that woman to them is not as the others, she is not quite pack and yet she is here and for now that is enough, his head nodded in that subtle permission of sorts that allowed her presence within his Ark and his Pack. Bare feet pad readily down the hallway, that grief within him shifting and turning and pressing upon him- confusing his mind and yet seeming to press that resolve within him all the more, dark eyes flashing with that brilliant gold that so rarely made itself known and yet flared entirely in that moment in which he so assumed control of what was rightly his- at least until his companion returned. Death, it would seem, has not been so fully comprehended by the black-haired man, some part of him entirely assured his brother would return. His mind assured of it, the boy believing he must simply....wait. His mind, seemingly so, incapable of accepting such a thing entirely even if he had accepted that new role thrust upon him within mere moments. Pack bonds, after all, wait for no one, such things shifting and changing readily.

He clamours easily onto the bed, human skin giving way to his leopard form, Tobias distinctly more comfortable in that animal skin, his Leopard form incapable of those tears that continued to confuse him as they welled within his eyes. The boy merely seeking what is familiar now, head nestled in those navy sheets that smell of his beloved companion. Raven's approach sees those golden eyes shift, resting upon her own canine form, a rumble of pleasure at her presence rising within his throat as he shifts ever so slightly, allowing her own form to curl around him, one ear trained still to the other women within the hall. Tobias simply doing as he is assured he must- watching over each and every being within that Ark tonight- oblivious to those words Raven had offered Samantha, the Leopard merely content to keep the Fae. She was Tetradore's thing, of this he is sure, his belonging the boy decidedly protective of such things. If Tetradore had loved her then Tobias will simply do the same. Watching dutifully over what his brother had left behind. One ear rotates backwards once more, Raven's words pressing upon his mind, features shifting into a frown of sorts, head tilted to the side in a look of curiosity as if attempting to process those words, the wolf seeking to assure him his companion was hardly returning.

"Not...coming back."

His own jaws part, rough tongue brushing over his mates cheek in some acknowledgement and touch of rarely-seen affection for the canine curled about him, the boy repeating those words as his head simply rests upon his paws once more, that grief tugging at him still, gaze closing briefly as if attempting to push such a feeling away. Emotions hardly within his ability to fully comprehend.

"Not yet."

What on earth such words mean remain to be seen, Tobias so apparently failing to have understood such words still as Samantha enters the room now, moving to crawl too onto that large bed that Tobias had once so declared far too small, his tail flicked out to rest upon the Fae woman- assured she too belonged in such a place, golden eyes lifted at her words. Frost is a name he knows well, his mind only now beginning to understand just why his companion was not here. Frost was to blame. Frost. Yes. Cabello. Nadya. A rumbling growl rises readily within his chest, those emotions beginning to shift wildly once more, tail lashing in disdain before coming to rest upon Samantha again. Yes horse. Horse he would kill. Yes.

"Horse....tells lies....to all. He is....sneaky sneak...Frost.....make Tetra dead....not....Sam-an-tha. Tobi will....make Frost....dead. Later."

His words are halting, the boy struggling distinctly with her name, spacing out those syllables and yet his words are assured, gaze turned at last to Alexis, his name for her having failed to change in all this time- that day upon the docks seemingly forgotten by the boy.

"Pretty....I want you....to make....Jackal come here....and others....who work....all come to hall and wait.....Pretty can do this?"

He is, in those fractured words, attempting to have Alexis gather the staff and bring them to the hall outside Tetra's room though for what purpose remains to be seen, his gaze resting upon her own before his head returns to his paws once more, the boy seizing upon Raven's own power for telepathy to assure his words could be heard by all present, his form shifting further into Raven's before those cattish features frown once more, a curious look afforded to Raven before his gaze returns to Samantha.

"Loud....boy.....is here. Sam-an-tha....can go."

Who or what 'Loud Boy' is remains to be seen, Tobias' head falling back upon that bed a final time, dismissing Samantha should she choose to go, Tobias seemingly determined to simply continue you waiting for now- with Raven against him. This the position he would simply assume for the next few days if allowed, a hiss of warning spat at the Fae man whom had appeared but a moment later in the doorway. He was new, unfamiliar and yet the jungle cat hardly chose to react to that he has not deemed a threat, his scent upon Samantha not nearly as unfamiliar as the man himself. Tobias so seemingly having decided to permit this momentary intrusion before that grief tugs at him again, something almost akin to a whine rising within him once more as he simply waited for Alexis to return, both sides of the boy seeming to hold some command in that moment.

madness, as you know, is like gravity: all it takes is a little push