Despite the fashion at which the hunter had held his nephew so unceremoniously above the ground with the tip of his blade pointed at the kitten, Tetradore had hardly wavered. On the contrary his prowl remained entirely consistent in it's slow circular forward momentum, his intent quite clear. However, despite his singular attention upon the last of the remaining hunters, he was never given the opportunity to down the fellow before the flying form of his younger sibling collided so heavily into the man's form, sending him falling forward into the ground. The male's ears flickered ever so slightly at the sound of that crushing skull, the beast hardly perturbed by that sickening crunch or the fashion at which the hunter immediately went still. In fact, instead his tense figure begun to relax with the perceived threat already vanquished. Now they just had to deal with the fall out of the events that had already transpired.

It was his sibling's scream that caused his attention to deviate, his emerald eyes following her figure as she so abruptly shifted, scrambling forward to engulf the fallen babe in her arms. Tetradore's cranium tilted to the side ever so slightly, his ears perking forward to watch as she checked over the child. He remained decidedly still, his tail curled around his figure as he felt Tobias land beside him, the second child within his mouth. His gaze shifted towards the spotted leopard at his side, following the young woman's gaze as she stared up with accusation deep within her dark eyes. Tetradore watched the way Tobias stumbled forward to present the girl with their daughter, the man hardly reacting whatsoever as the man leaned down to lick his child in an entirely animalistic fashion.

He hardly bothered to correct the man, knowing all too well the point would be moot. Slowly, he rose to his feet, padding forward to join the small congregation as Tobias made ever effort to explain himself and the train of thought that had led the boy-man to the forest within the first place. The feline's tail begun to lash at even the mention of Frost, his ears immediately pinning backwards against his skull as a low growl begun to reverberate within his throat. She had blatantly ignored his demands to remain away from the ivory steed and though it had certainly irked him that she so went against his word, now was hardly his place to correct her, not when she looked up at him with such hopeless uncertainty.

A soft breath left the panther's parted jaws, his head shifting ever so slightly. In truth, he had never been terribly close to either of the twins. He'd never spent a moment alone with them, never truly bonded with them perhaps in the fashion that an uncle should and so he hardly cared for what happened to them except for the effect it might have upon his sister. She would never forgive him if he did nothing, regardless of whether or not he felt it might have been adequate punishment for going against his word. Instead, the creature begun his forward moving, circling the couple till he forced their figures against each other so that he was capable of touching them both in some fashion or another.

It was only when he was certain of this physical contact that he allowed his power to take over, the small group blanketed in the blackness of shadows for but seconds before those shadows disappeared to a far too bright florescent hallway that smelled nearly sterile. It was all too much an assault on Tetradore's senses, a soft hiss leaving his mouth as his eyes adjusted to the sudden light. The nurses in the nearby nurses station stared at the group in a mixture of fear and awe. What a site they were, two naked humans with faces covered in blood - two babies and panther at their feet. At the very least, even if Tetradore was unable to help, atleast he'd gotten them to someone who could.