and the stars in their orbits shone pale through the lightof the brighter, colder moon

Happy would be the wrong word to describe Nadya; perhaps content more decent in the way that she went back to her routine of remaining in her room during business hours of the Ark. She had never wanted to join the fights and yet found herself tricked into one of the rings. Again and again she had attempted to ignore the onslaught of the crowd and the strikes from the other fighter...until she had snapped. It was almost like an out of body experience, watching with no control as her feline counterpart took over. Nadya knew she wouldn't have stopped her pain inducement on the man had Tobias not stolen her pheromone power and used it to break her spell. She had been far more displeased about her brother's appearance and Tobias behaving as if she had been in the ring on purpose. Nadya hadn't cared about submitting to Aiden, he was her brother and Alpha, the only she would ever submit to. It was the feeling of anger of the unjust nature of it that led Nadya to where she was tonight.

For the entire time since the fight ring incident she hadn't raised a paw, tooth, or word towards Tobias. In fact, she had been relatively pleasant. Inside she had been bitter and vengeful but had successful kept it under control...which was very hard for her delicately fractured state whenever she was in her feline form for too long. No, if Nadya had learned anything about Tobias was that he would never learn a lesson through a spat. He was far too hard headed to understand the reasoning behind Nadya striking at him or yelling at him.

Nadya stood in the doorway of her room, watching one of the screens below that showed Tobias entering into the ring for a one-on-one fight. It wasn't often that he entered a fight alone but Nadya figured Tobias had eaten the last of his cookies so was only in there for Tet to bet more. Either way it meant Nadya was given her window of opportunity. She strode down the walkway to the other side of Aiden's room which was sandwiched between his two beta's and slipped into Tobias' room. Nadya had never been in the man's room before, holding no need to do so, so it took a moment standing there surveying things before she moved further in. The room was an odd sense of minimalistic clutter; there wasn't much in the room but what was there was scattered. She stepped around the collection of army men and farm animals on the floor in the midst of an apparent...meeting from the looks of how Tobias had them arranged. A soft snort escaped Nadya as she looked away scanning the room for one thing in particular. She slowly made her way over to the hammock that hung from the ceiling. It hardly looked big enough to fit two people and Nadya couldn't see how the thing could even be comfortable. Her own childhood memories of hammocks consisted of all the children back home taking turns being spun in them to see how long they could hold on before thunking to the grass.

Perhaps this sort of hammock was different than the netted backyard variety. Nadya didn't care enough to test the theory any time soon. Her musing was ended as the very object of her search was sitting there in the hammock. Charles. The stuffed dog, once fluffy and white now matted and brown, a bribe more so than a gift from her brother to the deviant. Tobias dragged that thing everywhere and Nadya was sure it was the growing the next plague. It was Tobias' prized possession right now and therefore Nadya's singular goal. Her gaze narrowed at that dingy toy as she picked it up, eyeing it with disdain as she held it at almost arm's length, before she gripped it tightly at the seams and yanked. The time spent being dragged and manhandled for such a poor craftsmanship of a child's toy had made the seaming weak so made it relatively easy for Nadya to decapitate the animal. Nadya tossed the head of the toy back into the hammock. Let Tobias find it, let him feel perhaps an inkling of what it felt like to lose something you cared about.

Nadya kept a firm hold on the body of the toy though as she left the bedroom. It was on her way down from the walk that she ran into Jackal relieved from his post for a break. Both paused, eyeing each other with suspicion. "Senorita..." He glanced to the beheaded thing she held with its stuffing pillowing out like guts about to fall. "Jackal..." Nadya shifted the toy away from his gaze. "We have not seen you. The bets are good tonight." Jackal offered lightly though Nadya didn't care for the stall. That was only more time that Tobias could finish his fight and come bounding upstairs and she wouldn't be gone yet. "I need some air." With that Nadya quickly slipped away from the man. She skirted the crowds to the stairwell leading out to the upper deck where only a few days ago she had tossed a certain little fox overboard. The exploded crates had yet to be cleaned up since this area was far less foot trafficked. Why expend the energy when none of the customers cared about this area. Nadya seated herself on one of the crates that were intact and began to take small handfuls of stuffing from the toy and toss the white fluff overboard to drift down to the settle in the murky water below.