You know, I don't know much about packs, but I would assume it's a bit like a family unit. I find it odd that for a small pack he really doesn't know his members well. It's not entirely a bad thing. I mean everyone keeps things to themselves all the time, even from those they are close with. Hell I didn't really bother to click with the other members in Frost's pack, but that really wasn't my fault. They were hardly around. It wasn't that much of a pack anyways if no one was ever around. Which is why I asked. At least I now know who all belongs to his pack. Now I know who to stay away from. I couldn't help, but throw the man a subtle dirty look when he decided to explain to me what 'caballo' meant. I know perfectly well what that means. Being the daughter of foreign diplomats meant you had to learn different languages on top of a whole slew of other things. I would have showed off my capability of speaking a bit of Spanish, but I am quite certain I wouldn't pronounce the words fluently, and I'd stumble along stupidly. This rum was slowly getting to my head. That dirty look on my face quickly shifted into a guilty look at the mere mention of my creator. I didn't do anything wrong to harm Tetradore and his pack, but it sucks that I am tethered to him. I shouldn't have to feel guilty about Frost, but I do. Instead of standing here and feeling ashamed for something I didn't do, I just turned around and focused on the task at hand...baking a cake. While we're dumping the ingredients in the bowl I try to pass the weird silence.

"I could understand the fear, but I can't understand the need to attack you and take what you have. Jealously I could get, but you don't look like someone to mess with."

Well, it was the truth. There are some people that you take one look at and you know that you shouldn't mess with them in the first place. And this guy right beside me was just one of those people. I get the whole territory thing, but not the taking of pack members and having them join your own. How are you supposed to get loyalty from that? You just get fear and fear isn't as good as loyalty, no matter what people say. Grabbing the vanilla and tea spoon, I throw it into the bowl after a little bit of silence. It does seem sad though, to only be seen as those two things. Now that is something that I am guilty of. I did look at him with fear earlier tonight, but...I had a good reason, at least I think I do. With a sad smile I give him a sympathetic look as I murmur softly.

"I am sorry though Tetradore, it sounds difficult and unfair really. You aren't so bad, I mean look at you...you're baking a cake and don't look scary at all."

I flash him a small smile and look back at the left over ingredients. There really wasn't that much left to do. It feels kinda weird telling an Alpha what to do. Like I really shouldn't be, but at the same time I was just asking for help. That's it! I'm just asking for help, so yes, this isn't weird at all. Although I am a bit confused as to why he was wanting to bake a cake in the first place. I mean I'm not really anything to him. Just some stranger having a birthday. As soon as he brings me the mixer I give a nod of thanks as I place the beaters into the mixer, pressing the switch at a medium speed, I move the mixer back and forth. Grabbing some of the margarine I throw the contents in. I make a gesture with my other hand for him to grab the milk wanting him to place it in the bowl. As soon as he is done I stare at the mixer for a moment, noticing the batter wasn't all quite done yet. Flipping the switch I wanted to make the speed go high, not very high, oops. I couldn't help, but yelp in surprise when some of the chocolate batter sprayed on us both. Quickly shutting it off I placed the mixer down to let the chocolate batter from the batters drip in the bowl. Well, the batter was done, that was good. Sheepishly I grab one of the rags on the counter top and try to wipe some of the chocolate off his face, my face entirely red underneath some of the chocolate. Finding it funny and a tad bit scary I tried not to laugh.

"Oh-my-gosh...I...um...well...on the bright side you don't look scary."

Calliel Alosi

Now I'm Unbreakable, It's Unmistakable