"Shh. Birdie...wait."

His own form moves to crouch down lower now, dark eyes turned to look back at the woman in an evidently accusing manner, clearly of the opinion she is being far too loud as he waits for her to crouch down beside him, the boy moving to peer around the edge of his bedroom door once more as those ever-dark pools rest upon their shared Alpha, Tetradore giving a set of detailed instructions to several of the staff before proceeding to wander down the hall and towards the stairs with Jackal in tow. For a moment Tobias merely waits, the boy utterly still before proceeding to creep forward and across the floor, the man holding a distinctly feline look despite remaining within his human form as he peers over the edge of the balcony now and down towards the fighting rings below, many of the fights just beginning for the evening as Tetradore's dark-haired figure weaves in and out of the rings below, heading towards whatever it is Jackal has drawn his attention to. It is only when his Alpha disappears around behind the bar that the gangly young man proceeds to move once more, dashing hurriedly back to his room now, leaping over the unfortunately still crouching Birdie, to reach beneath his bed and grasp the black tom cat that had been sleeping peacefully beneath. Church, Davante's cat, is clutched with clear delight to the boys chest as he moves to hurriedly exit the room once more, pausing only long enough to signal Birdie to follow before heading for the balcony railing once more, reaching up to delicately place the Church upon it before turning to Birdie.

"This is...Church.....is not a...real boy cat.....but he is my friend still.....he will keep guard."

He nods as if entirely convinced of the usefulness of the cat to this plan, peering over the edge of the balcony once more to point out Tetradore to the black cat.

"That is...Tetra....you say if he is....coming back...yes?"

The blink the domesticated pet offers seems to be highly satisfactory to the boy, a grin adorning his features before the young man hurriedly ducks once more, crouching down now onto all fours, gesturing for the ever-patient Birdie to do the same as Church takes it upon himself to clean his paws, clearly unconcerned by the behaviour of the creatures about him. It is merely fortunate perhaps, else unfortunate, that Tetra has made the mistake of leaving his bedroom door ajar, an open invitation- as far as Tobias may be concerned. He knows entirely that he is not permitted within his Leaders room without invitation, this room Tetra's personal territory and yet it is rare indeed for the door to be left open, this loop hole within his Alpha's command seeming to have pleased the deviant thoroughly today as those dark eyes assure the hall is clear before the man suddenly lunges forward in a sudden and rather athletic commando roll that sees him tumble across the floor and through the door into his leaders room, twisting now to look towards his girlfriend.

"Birdie...hurry! Roll...roll"

He gestures hurriedly towards her now, waiting for the unfortunate woman to do entirely as he has asked and commando roll across the floor and into Tetradore's bedroom, Tobias standing now, dark eyes flicking hurriedly about the room in search of the rug.......his Leader has clearly hidden from him. A huff of disdain readily parts the mans lips, one bare foot stamped with agitation against the floor.

"Bastard...moved it!"

One hand gestured towards the clearly vacant space his favoured floor rug had once sat, the man scowling readily now as his powers extend, searching for the item he clearly desires before Chruch's hiss- whether on purpose or merely by default, sees the man turn, striding back towards the door now. The scent of Jackal reaches his senses well before the sight of the man himself, Church having dashed back into Tobias' room as the lanky boy merely pauses mid stride, the other Were evidently sent upstairs to fetch something of Tetra's room as those wide dark eyes turn hurriedly back towards Birdie.

"Hide!"

The command is barely free of his lips before the deviant scampers across the floor, doing as any cat surely does in such situation and diving beneath the bed and out of sight. He likes Jackal, truly and yet has learned well enough that the other ma is quick to report 'incidents' to Tetradore, Tobias having no desire to be told off for his attempted theft of a rug he is yet to find, Birdie merely his unwilling accomplice in this moment as he waits for the woman to dive beneath the bed beside him, Jackal's feet visible merely a moment later as the little Mexican man begins his search for whatever it was he had been sent to collect, dark eyes returning to rest up Birdie within the gloom beneath the bed now, an evident not of...cheekiness clearly within his words now.

"Do you...want to....scare him? I think we...should...make him run. Yes. We...will get him. Does...Birdie want...to chase?"

He is a devious thing- when he sets his mind to it. Obliviously as to why Birdie may be so very nervous to be caught in such a place or position, clearly determined to chase Jackal off, else catch him before he can return to Tet.

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