we built this city on broken glass

This situation had not at all progressed how he had anticipated and yet Frost remanined unflustered all the same as he stood beside his own packmate and so faced with that plethora of primates. He hardly doubted Malia's ability to defend herself. The coyote was by far the most adapt being he had ever had within his pack outside of himself when it came to knowing how to survive and fight in turn. Rather, he hardly desired to make his pack a target for this veritable primate parade. This was one war he was inclined to stay out off. The stallion inclined to believe his presence alone might prompt that orangatang leader to reconsider his assault against Malia in the very least. Raven's ability to defend the ark from that take over was another matter entirely, the War Horse hardly finding himself nearly as convinced off her skills as he was his own coyote and yet that was hardly his concern. Perhaps he had achieved some measure of....tolerance for Raven of late, yet, he could hardly claim to like the woman in any real way. He found her insufferable, most of the time, this was her battle to fight. Still- her ultimate demise would put something of a kink in his own plans. She was a provider of baked goods, if nothing else, and truly he would be remiss to lose those treats if nothing else. That tentative peace he had created with Tetradore might prove similarly threatened if he merely walked away from the woman.

That choice, however, was perhaps taken from him in the moments that followed as a monkey proceeded to lunge for Malia, wrapping its long arms about the coyote. His coyote. Frost entirely prone to that rather dangerous possessiveness when the mood should take him. His very personality perhaps pre-disposing him to those protective instincts so combined with his equine species natural desire to keep that 'herd' together. Malia a part of that very herd. That singular command to duck echoed throughout that silent space. Frost hardly caring to address that idiotic ape's question of just who he was before that roundhouse kick sent his underling crumpling onto the stage floor- freeing Malia from its grip and so unleashing chaos in every direction. Hmmm. This was unanticipated. That riot overtaking the Ark in a matter of moments as fights broke out in every direction and the rest of that monkey army descended into the crowd with the goal of taking the ark for themselves. Raven and those staff it's only defenders. At least until 'Louie' so decided to bring Malia and himself into that brawl. That comment from his companion that so readily found his mind prompting a simper of sorts to his lips.

"That one, I can teach you."

Raven was momentarily forgotten in the minutes that followed, the Ark staff desperately trying to carry out the wolfess' orders and remove as many patrons as they could while another of those monkeys lunged for Malia and Raven in turn. Frost eyeing that singular exit. With the amount of beings in this damn boat it would take far longer than they had to evacuate those people actually trying to leave- the other half either trying to fight those monkeys or fight each other. The sound of shattering glass drawing his violet gaze sharply towards the bar where a small woman with a set of cat ears seemed to be attempting to fend off several men trying to steal that alcohol. Tetradore inspired loyalty if nothing else. The sound of someone crying out in pain drew his attention back to those around him as Malia's teeth savaged the arm of a monkey before he was swallowed up by the crowd- those words on his lips drowned at by Raven's near maniacal laughter. Was she even sane? He had never seen her....like this.

Those words that echoed from the Nightshade wolf were the last she seemed capable off, warning Louie just what he was starting by attacking Frost and Malia himself, the sickening sound of bones snapping giving way to a rather giant wolf form that even Frost was quick to step back from. Raven, it seemed, having lost all logical control. A rage it no one would be spared from. The baboon that fell in a rage upon her back torn quickly from it before being all but torn apart. This....was a Raven he liked far more. This was a Raven he could use. The wolf, for now, focused on that monkey above. Frost turned easily to his own packmate, the turmoil off her mind near humming through thatpack bond and his own affinity for thoughts all at once. Her gaze meeting his own then in that silent exchange of sorts. There was something....wrong with Malia. That energy that surrounded her unlike anything he had felt from the coyote before and yet....it was not entirely foreign. Nadya had an energy like that. A power like that. One that might yet threaten to decimate them all if unleashed at the wrong time. That chaos and adrenaline surrounding them only fueling it. His mind reaching easily for his pack mate once more.

"It's alright, Malia. You are still in control. Control is key here. I will help you. I just need you to hold onto that energy for just a little longer, alright? That is an order, Malia. Do not release it just yet. I need you to focus instead on getting to those stairs there, you see them? We need to get higher. I have an idea."

One hand lifted then to point to those stairs that led up to the higher floor that Tetradore's pack called home. That staircase, so far, remaining unbreached and yet the crowd that surrounded it was daunting enough. Frost seeking to order Malia to control that power if only because an order, in itself, provided her some control. Frost focused entirely on attempting to assist his pack mate and too- attempt to get them out.

"Raven! Keep that monkey busy!"

Whether or not Raven was even capable of hearing him he hardly knew and yet, in this state, he hardly feared Raven's ability to defend herself from any of those monkeys attempting to take her own. Louie, it seemed, had underestimated her and yet up in those rafters the 'King' was relatively safe.

"Malia, stay with me. Keep controlling it, you can do this. Focus on keeping it inward, like a warmth in your chest.

A riot was hardly a war in any sense and yet war was what he knew. War was what he understood. The stallion unfailingly calm. Frost striding toward those ropes then, lifting them up for Malia to leap through before making sure the coyote stayed beside him. That crowd should provide a distraction if nothing else, something further to keep the woman's mind from that building energy within her. Nadya was surely the ideal being to coach her in this and yet, here and now, Frost remained determined to assure her safety as that crowd surged around them. His own hand reached out, grasping some fighting fool by the collar off his shirt and tossing him aside, the stallion shoving another out of his way to clear a path for them- a stray punch narrowly avoided as he ducked. A chimpanzee, having spotted Malia and himself, swinging down toward them in that moment as Frost's own fist connected with the side of the animals head. The stallion shaking his hand from the force of that impact before his violet gaze glanced down once more to make sure Malia was with him.

"Bite their damn legs if they get in your way. Your doing well."

His voice retained that same calm, easy manner. Those cool lyrics smoothly offered as he glanced once more to Raven to assure himself the wolf was still managing as they finally reached those stairs. Frost shoving a woman out of the way before hurriedly climbing up them with Malia in tow as they reached that empty floor. A staff member rushing toward them then. "You can't be up here! Get the hell down before I-"

"Before you what? Does this floating rust bucket have a security system? Shut down all the internal doors so no one can go anywhere but out the front one then turn on that hose behind the bar and set it on every damn person who tries to get behind it. Go."

The order of an Alpha, any Alpha it seemed, was one the man was willing to follow as he nodded before hurrying downstairs to do what had been asked of him. Frost searching that roof above then for the place that beam Louie rested on connected to the floor. His violet gaze narrowed upon it as he beckoned Malia to follow once more. The beam was old but bolted solidly to the floor. Even his own affinity for heat was unlikely to be able to melt that much steel. He needed more than heat.

"Malia. Those monkeys are following their Alpha's command. If they have no Alpha they have no command to follow. Louie is on that beam above the crowd. That beam connects here. That energy you have, the one you can feel inside you, I suspect it is similar to one of Nadya's own gifts. I need you to release it right here- right where this beam connects to the roof. We are going to blow a hole in Tetradore's roof but it's going to bring that beam and Louie down too. Your power won't bring you any harm and I can lessen the damage to myself greatly so do not fear harming me. Get ready Malia. Think of that warmth inside you and imagine forcing it outward, getting hotter and hotter as you do. You can do it. On my signal, alright?"

Frost stepped easily toward that balcony, peering down to the floor below and that fight going on. Raven still seeming to be holding her own below and taking up the majority of Louie's attention. Malia and himself however, had been spotted by several of those primates. A pair of chimpanzee's heading for those stairs. Frost swearing softly under his breath.

"Raven! Get ready! Louie is going to fall toward you, get ready to kill the bastard."

Could she even hear him? Those final words were spoken to her mind alone and yet her thoughts where...chaos. A tangle and little else. Still, feral or otherwise a falling monkey would surely prove a tempting chase and one that spoke well to that predatory urge. Frost turning back to Malia then as he stepped away from the edge. His phone fished from his pocket long enough to send that single text message to Tetradore himself- a preemptive apology for the hole he was about to blow in the roof and floor. That affinity for heat summoned then, surrounding his form, drawing hotter and hotter still in anticipation of that explosion he expected from Malia herself. Frost more than capable of preventing himself from damage by matching that heat she was likely to exude. The stallion reaching down to rest his hand upon his pack mate's head then. Meeting her gaze as he stood beside her. Frost ready to catch her if that floor fell entirely and prevent her falling in turn.

"Alright Malia, when your ready. More monkeys are coming. We are high enough you will not hurt anyone below, all we are going to do is take down this beam. The heat won't hurt me or you. Let it go. Show me what you can do. Show them all."

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