He knew readily where to find his best of companions the moment Birdie was assured she needed him no longer, Tobias hurrying from his bedroom to that room next door the boy had all but claimed as his own in the wake of his Alpha's departure. That lanky Leopard so having refused to allow any other within that room he had all but viciously guarded from that favourite floor rug on the very bed itself. So little of Tetradore's room changed in any fashion since the green-eyed man had left it. If only because Tobias refused entry to just about any whom made any effort to step foot within it. The boy having spent so many endless hours merely sitting upon that rug or bed and waiting for Tetradore to return. The boy repeating over and over to any whom would listen that the man was coming back even when so many continued to assure him he was wrong. Whether that gangly deviant had so understood some magic no other did, his faith was merely unshakeable or, simply, he did not understand his companion had died remained to be seen. His assurance Tetradore would come back remaining determined. Tobias simply having waited night after night for his companion just as, once, he had followed night after night in the man's wake in search of him throughout their childhood. How Tobias so possessed that knowledge or indeed how his own talents for finding those things he sought remained to be seen. Some things simply defied explanation.

That gangly deviant readily pressed against the door to Tetra's bedroom then, the barefoot boy strolling in as he had done a thousand times before, his dark eyes readily scanning that room before falling upon the sight of his companion sprawled out upon his bed. The very bed Tobias had so determinedly made an effort to keep warm for him several nights a week should he return in the middle of the night. His own head tilted just slightly, examining the room at large, as if searching for something only his own eyes could truly see before he seemed oddly satisfied, head nodding to nothing and no one in particular before he made his own way to that bed. That towering young man collapsed down upon it and atop Tetradore's feet, Tobias hardly seeming to mind the way in which he crushed them, that wild black hair, so desperately in need of a cut, falling into his equally dark eyes before he proceeded to attempt to blow his breath upward and blow it from his eyes. Lifting his hands upward requiring far too much effort. The boy at last regarding his favoured companion.

"Birdie is....reading now......I did not go....to garage."

That he had done exactly what Tetradore had asked of him in taking care of his girlfriend and not going to the garage were surely worthy of praise in his eyes. Tobias so finally....peaceful after several months of being anything other. That Alpha-ship that had so automatically passed to him had pressed upon him, his mind unable to fully comprehend it nor those constant tugs and pulls of the others he had so suddenly become only more connected too- rendering the boy restless and irritable and more volatile than normal. That overwhelming desire to protect that pack and those beings he deemed his and Tetradore's own having made the boy all the more aggressive in those months. He was capable of that alpha-ship to be sure and yet how healthy it had been for him remained to be seen. The boy wholly comfortable in his place as Beta and by his companions side as the very shadow he was assured it was his very purpose in life to be. His features at last relaxed in that return of their companionship. Yet, such was the nature of the boy that patience was hardly his forte when it came to gifts, that ready grin resting on his features now as he propped himself up upon one elbow to meet his Alpha's gaze beneath that untamed hair that no one was brave enough to attempt to cut.

"Do we....get my.....present now?"

He asked at last. The boy unable to wait any longer. His gaze lifting briefly away from Tetradore to examine that room once more as he had done when he first entered, one hand lifting suddenly to point to several places in that room from his place on the bed and atop his best friends legs.

"I...guarded your....room good, didn't I? I....did not let others in. I stayed....here.....all the nights."

For all that boys faults- lack of loyalty was not one of them.

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