The young woman knew she was trespassing on claimed territory. It pained her to be standing so close to the strongest scent of the Alpha. Even though she was on good terms with the Alpha and with his own pack she knew she was breaking many rules by simply being here without permission. Her head remained lowered as she rubbed it into his shoulder, reassuring herself by his touch, that her presence would be permitted. She hardly wished to stay here. The ruckus below was causing the poor girls eardrums to hurt, the scent of blood overwhelming with the mixture of anger and fear. It was enough to make any beast go mad and because she had a feral mind, it was getting difficult to stay sane. Tobi's anger was pulsing through and it caused the she-wolf to lower her head even further, a natural thing to show non-aggression to one that clearly was showing abhorrent hostility. Raven was not aware about the activities that angered Tetradore so much. No one had mentioned the latest pack dilemma to her when she asked to join their pack. His spits and exposed fangs did not worry her, his amber eyes were focused on someone behind her, but when his orbs turned to her she went still. As her spotted friend shoved her away her ears folded back in her ebony skull, a simple sign of apologies, as she took a tentative step back to give him his space. Never before he had shoved her away. Her presence was something he liked, even before they began dating and even before they developed their friendship, his offering of keeping her around him the first night they met. The lupine knew her deviant friend was capable of falling off the deep end, her violate nature not a shocking thing, but never before had she seen him like this.

As he snapped at her, his voice holding venom, the poor girl lowered herself even further on the ground, her belly rubbing the ground as her banner curled neatly around her back leg. Attempting ever so much to show him that she was not trying to be a threat and simply reacting as any lowered rank creature would when exposed to another dominant creature, particularly one that was extremely pissed off. Even though his scent was weak it was enough to show that this was his room, his territory that he owned alone, and it would be wise if she treaded carefully. Slowly she crawled over to his door, pushing it gently, as she entered the room. As he stood in his bedroom with his fists clenched, she lifted her head sensing the raw power and the danger that would come with it. As he began to toss his furniture around, she jumped to the left and right, dodging the breakable woodwork. Quickly she grabbed the shadows from all around his room and the hallway to encase her, as she shifted, and for her troubled enraged companion. She would allow him this outburst, understanding only what it was like to feel trapped, encaged, filled with brimming raw anger and power...a feeling she hated when she was in her feral state. Her fingers would entwine around each other in nervous manner as he continued to throw his items around, the chairs breaking as they slammed into the wall, holding out her hand she would force the bed back down, having far more control over her own power than he did. As he shouted and the cyclone of wood, glass, and various objects began to form around the room did the young woman move slowly towards him, her voice still soft, calm, and yet raised slightly up for him to hear over the sounds of his destruction.

"Tobi...you will destroy your home...."

The sound of the steal twisting and turning along the ship could be heard as it echoed and caused every living creature to stand in silence and fear. The ruckus below had begun to quiet down as the cargo ship began to move, ever so slightly, the lights above swaying gently. Not caring whether he would hurt her or not at this point, still blocking any objects from hurting her, the shadows still encased around them she would stand before the boy. Blue-grey eyes searched for that familiar golden color as she stood there quietly before suddenly her arms wrapped tightly around him. She pulled the larger, well-toned frame of the angered boy into her lithe frame, holding him tightly as the room continued to have objects thrown around. There was a science behind this need to hug the boy. Right now he would have a sudden boost in oxytocin levels which should begin to slowly heal his loneliness, isolation, and anger. His muscles should begin to relax, releasing some of his tension, taking away any pain by increasing the circulation of his soft tissues. His nervous system should start going into a balance state. It is also a subtle sign that she cared for the boy deeply, and it was something that didn't need to be told or taught- his body should be handling it well and figuring those pieces out. Keeping her arms wrapped around him tightly, though not to make him uncomfortable, she would speak softly as she buried her head into his chest while the shadows seemed to encase them again.

"You will hurt everyone...and yourself...even me...so please- please calm down."

The curly-haired woman would stand there quietly not caring if he was now upset with her or not for touching him. She did the only thing she could think of. Never before had anyone given her a hug before, but she had seen others in her pack give a hug to one another- when they were happy, or sad, nervous, or angry. She didn't understand the concept or what was going on, but she would always see the result as a positive thing. The she-wolf was hoping he was feeling better, that he would begin to calm down and cease his destruction. Only when he stopped throwing objects around and she could feel his heartbeat return to normal, his breathing start to slow, she would slowly let go, but not step away. Reaching for his hands she would rub them gently, just as he liked it, leading him to the still unbroken bed. Sitting at the edge, she would guide him to sit with her, her fingers still gently massaging his hands and fingers. Not saying a word as she allowed the silence to surround them allowing the boy as much time as he wanted. Finally when it had been a few minutes of peace she would tilt her head to the side, her long curly hair moving to reveal the marks he had made nights before as a sign of his ownership, but also a sign of their budding relationship. Softly she asks the boy her question.

"Tobi...you can tell me what is wrong...maybe I can help."

Others that carry the longest and strongest bonds have abandoned the boy, and yet, there was only one person here that remained at his side. The young woman noticed the boy was in pain, tormented terribly by hidden secrets. She could see a part of herself, knowing that one day she could just snap just like he with her own deep dark secrets. Tobi may act like a boy, but he was a man, and she saw this. He was not stupid, he was quite clever using tricks and playing to his strengths and advantages that were not the social norm. He was troubled by many things and as of right now she did not care if he was capable of hurting her or not. Raven was willing to hear him out and help him any way she could...unlike others- she could see him...and if he saw nothing but bad in himself...she saw what was good in him- and that is all that matters.

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven