It is his Leaders own adrenaline that seems to feed so readily into the Leopard and combine with his own desire for a fight, this mental link allowing the determination and dominance of his panther companion to bleed into his own conscious thoughts- allowing the spotted cat a unity of sorts with his companion, his own ability for predication readily seeming to twist with this mental link and allow the cat to move fluidly in time with his panther brother as his teeth bite into the rear end of the polar bear, pointed, dangerous jaws piercing through thick hair and hide, crushing down with all the force he can muster in an effort to prevent the bear crushing Tetradore entirely. Large, thick claws slide free of their sheaths, the leopard lunging upward to slice into the flanks of the bear- attempting to keep his grip upon the beast while better sinking in his teeth as his efforts are rewarded with a rush of blood upon his teeth and tongue- staining the fur of the bear as it's roars become almost ear piercing. Tetradore managing to pull himself fear of the giant animals grasp only seems to enrage it further, pain and fury seeming to befit the animal of almost god-like strength as it struggles to free itself of its feline assailants. Tetradore's claws readily find purchase upon the animals back, biting into thick fur in much the same as Tobias clings to its rear and lower back, the weight of both cats attempting to force the bear down as the panthers teeth bite into the back of it's neck- seeming to send the bear into a desperate, panicked frenzy in which Tobias is almost entirely forgotten about as the bear drops back to all-fours.

The large, white animal dropping back to the floor sees the leopard release his hold, claws scraping against the polished wood of the floor as another snarl erupts from his lips, once more reaching for Tetradore's power, seizing upon it, mirroring it, pulling it to himself and allowing his own jaws to flow with that same venom that hisses and sizzles upon the floor as it runs from his jaws. The polar bear launches forward once more, roaring now purely in pain from the panther upon it's back and the screaming bite marks that flow readily with blood upon its flanks, protesting with every movement as it suddenly throws itself at the wall, twisting in that last moment- attempting to slam Tetradore between himself and side of the Ark, aiming to crush and kill the cat as it lands again- throwing itself violently against the wall a second time before rearing upward, one giant paw reaching back in a final effort to grab the panther and throw it across the room- else slice open its pelt with its strikingly long claws and raw strength.

The polar bear plunging for the wall rapidly sees Tobias move once more, teeth seizing it's left hind leg, hauling backwards in a desperate attempt to slow the creature, else throw it off balance and save his Alpha from being crushed- that venom seeming to aid his fangs in sinking deeper and deeper still before the bear rears suddenly upward, forepaws twisting in an effort to grasp Tetra now. It is this single moment of weakness that the Leopard so readily seems to seize upon, pupils dilated in this moment as his bloodied jaws release the bears damaged leg, the limb seeming to buckle already with the damage done to it as the cat twists now to come from the front of the animal and towards it's perfectly exposed underside as it stands.

The bear is focused almost entirely upon Tetradore now, unstable perhaps, from its loss of blood and weakened hind limb it attempts to balance upon now as each muscle within the Leopard tenses. Upon its hind legs the bear is exposed, vulnerable, unbalanced, the predator within the boy readily seizing upon this as he launches suddenly upward with claws extended- slamming into the animals chest, biting down into the thick fur just below it's neck as claws tear open it's underside and the weight his attack sees the bear stumble backwards- legs giving out beneath it- the animal crashing down onto it's side- allowing a moment for both cats to leap away. For a moment the spotted cat frantically searches for his companion, mind reaching for Tetradore's own, seeking to assure himself his Alpha remains protected- safe, before those eyes fall upon the bear that struggles to rise. It has ceased to become predator- existing entirely now as prey as the Leopard stalks forward again, a rumbling growl of satisfaction rolling from his throat as his own battered, bruised and bloodied form....restrains itself- Tetradores command pressing upon his mind once more- the Leopard...halting despite his desire to kill the animal before him, gaze lifting to his companions own, meeting those green eyes before his ears lace backward in submissive acceptance of the command given.

Is for...Tetra.

It is merely a verbal acknowledgement of his understanding, breathing heavy from the effort of the battle as the golden cat strides forward now and towards the head of the bear, teeth bared towards the semi-conscious creature before one paw reaches forward- pulling back the head of the bear to expose the collapsed creatures throat- golden eyes lifting once more to his companion with wicked glee and evident anticipation....waiting for Tetradore to kill it with the delight any predator surely holds, tail lashing in eagerly now as he simply...waits.

madness, as you know, is like gravity: all it takes is a little push