His emerald eyes drifted across the deep expanse of the water, hardly bothering to pluck those strings that bound the man to his "pack". He had resigned himself to spending this full moon alone - the first in what was nearly a year. It was strange to think back upon the way his world had changed so drastically since Risque's inevitable ruin - though he hardly believed the vampire was truly dead. She was likely merely biding her time, laying low and healing from whatever damage he had once inflicted upon her before returning to decimate the life he had built, even if there was hardly little left to destroy. His world was falling to pieces before his eyes, of that he was entirely certain and yet he made no further effort to fix it. He heard the sound of paw prints echoing across the deck of the ship, his head hardly rising to face the approaching figure. Instead, the male remained entirely still upon the edge of the railing, his sibling's voice echoing through out his head. A soft sigh left his parted lips as he slowly dragged his attention back towards the woman, his thoughts replying in a short, curt fashion, "Nadya." His relationship with his sibling was still tremulous at best, never quite the insuperable pair they had been as children. It seemed almost impossible to regain that which they had once had.

The colliding of dull pinpricks upon his tail quickly caught the man's attention, his head swiveling to blink his vibrant emerald gaze at the two kittens that seemed so deeply entertained by the twitching of his tail. He hardly had much time to provide the kittens with his nearly annoyed look before his large ebony form was assaulted by the figure of his sibling. A soft gruff left his lips as the male adjusted to her added weight passing upon him. Despite the concern that laced the feminine tone of his sister, Tetradore failed to find any words to reassure her. He had nothing of any immediate value to tell her. After all, it would hardly help if he admitted she had every reason to be worried - if he voiced that he had lately spent a significant time considering disbanding the pack. Thankfully, he was saved from voicing such dismal thoughts by perhaps an equally as rambunctious reaction to his decided lack of presence. Tobias' head violently met his own in a clear enthusiasm that Tetradore questioned existing in the first place. It wasn't as if the boy hadn't seen the man for the entirety of the day.

A soft sigh left his parted lips but Tetradore was entirely accepting of the leopard's behavior if only because the feline and his steak had managed to distract the kittens from nibbling upon his tail. He rolled his emerald eyes ever so slightly though hardly bothered to intervene between the pair. Instead, his gaze shifted to the canine that sat just out of their immediate vicinity. He knew all too well the hesitance that radiated around her as she stared at their small family and yet the male made no effort to reach out to her like he had last time. He had drawn the lines within the sand, it was up to her now to cross it. It was decision that only she could make. Tetradore watched as the female slowly made her way forward, clearly her connection with the leopard was enough to keep her at the Ark despite what her upbringing declared so vehemently. His gaze traced her figure as she made her way towards him, falling at his side in such a way that the boy was sandwiched between the two females. A soft grunt left his lips as he shifted between the two, attempting to find some comfort in their sudden closeness. It was enough to put him off guard that they should suddenly find some way to coexist but it was enough presently to keep the male silent, instead emitting a low, deep reverberating grumble of a purr.