For the moment, the man's striking emerald eyes rested entirely upon the oriental woman, his gaze sliding over her exotic features, memorizing the slope of her jawline and those infinite purple eyes. He didn't notice Tobias adverse reaction to his continued efforts to ignore the leopard's existence. The sight of the boy's very face tended to bring unsavory memories that were not his own rushing to the forefront of his brain - things that he neither wanted to see nor that could be unseen now that he knew of their existence. Sluggishly, his attention deviates, his gaze narrowing ever so slightly as the deviant took to pause beside him. Momentarily, Tetradore shifted in a subtle display of discomfort, his attention darting back to the women in question as the were cat had begun to speak. It seemed as if his offer to the peculiar tinged lupine had not gone unshared. He suspected that even Nadya knew of his intentions then, though he was unsure of how she would feel to a wolf amongst their kind. The tiger, however, was a different matter entirely. It seemed to be even less of a secret that Tetradore had wanted her the moment he'd set his eyes on her ebony form. Tobias had clearly picked up on such a desire and yet, despite all of this, the were panther offered only the smallest shrugs of his shoulders.

"It is their choice...should they choose to join." He replied simply, his attention still stead fast upon them rather then the boy at his side. Tetradore had learned to value free will, especially when it had been taken from him under Risque's twisted care. Such a principal extended too to the pack beneath his care. None would be forced or bullied into their familial unit. It was purely a choice and one which he would not allow Tobias to make for the lupine. He too heard the crash behind him as the leopard stalked off into the darkness beyond and yet, Tetradore felt no inclination to follow. If the boy wanted to throw a hissy fit, he saw no reason to stop it. After all, Tobias had show just how much of a man he was ready to be when he laid with Tetradore's sister. What he hadn't expected, however, was to find a shoe being thrown within his direction -- one that Tetradore certainly didn't have enough time to react to. Thankfully, the lesson he'd earlier instilled within the boy caused the object to miss him entirely, though it seemed his companions were not nearly so lucky. Thankfully, it seemed as if the strange oriental girl had reacted just in time to avoid the shoe being launched within her direction, the wolf unsurprisingly catching his shoe within her mouth.

The shoe was dropped promptly at his feet, it's presence causing him to bend down to easily pick it up between his fingertips. "Sorry." He grumbled, the aggitation at Tobias outbreak quite obvious within his usually smooth baritone voice. Slowly he stood again, shoe in hand, falling into silence once more as he watched the wolf's head tip in the direction of the tiger, clearly busy with their own silent communication. Patience was quite surprisingly a virtue of his. Tetradore felt the touch of the girl's mind brush against his briefly he allowed it. The voice that entered his head, however, was not the one he had so gotten used to. His head cocked to the side, his emerald eyes once again settling upon the young woman in front of him. "A pleasure Regan, My name is Tetradore." He commented simply, his gaze shifting to the lupine as he continued, "I trust you did your own introductions?" He inquired, falling silent again to allow for her to continue her questioning.