Well if there was anyone that was submissive within his 'family' it was the only Were that was the odd man out. The unusual colored wolf was conditioned to act this way if only to reassure her old pack that she was safe to be around. Being dominant was out of character for her and she would only act on it when she really needed to. Taking Nadya to the hospital to get herself checked out was one of those moments when the she-wolf felt it was her right to take charge and make Nadya go, though really it wasn't just for Nadya's sake, but for the two cubs that continued to grow inside her womb. It was in her nature to be protective to children, it was one of the top cardinal wolves that was instilled of every Wolf. Mix that need along with the jealously and threat she felt of the feline and you have an emotional, angered driven wolf that didn't care whether or not she was stepping out of line, kind of. At that time she had yet to be officially part of the pack, and yet she still cared for the safety of the cubs, because they were made by the one male she had associated herself with. While Tetradore began to make his way towards the duo she quickly hoped to her grey paws and took a few steps back to allow the obsidian cat to perform the all too familiar ritual. Really Regan had it extremely easy.

Last time she had witnessed this ritual, it was upon herself, right after they had to escape the zoo and their new 'breeding program.' One would think that the zookeepers would realize she wasn't a real wolf by the color of her pelt alone. What real wolf had grey wings marked along their back? Although their getaway was slightly fun. Those creatures that could roll themselves up in a delightful armored ball were quite fun to play with. As for the events that followed afterward...let's just say climbing up a tree naked with another male, which also happened to be naked, was not enjoyable. Not enjoyable whatsoever. Observing the two quietly her head would tilt to the side when she noticed Regan not going down as she was supposed to. While the tiger slowly lowered herself to the ground and Tetradore carefully stepped over her Raven assumed everything would be fine and yet she was wrong. While Regan snapped her teeth into Tetradore's neck the she-wolf remained absolutely still in horror, knowing that she couldn't get herself involved and yet at the same time she fighting the urge to jump in and keep the two felines from hurting one another. Only a soft whimper came from her, a soft request for Regan to simply let go. While Regan let out her own whimper and released Tetradore's neck Raven's held her breath as she heard Tetradore's lowered growl, concern etching on her face unsure what was to come next. As Alpha he was allowed to punish Regan for her disobedience and the threat on his life, and yet he didn't display harmful punishment.

Raven hoped that when she went feral and she couldn't remember anything he would be at least as understanding to her as he was with Regan. Unsure with what to do with this situation she recalled pressing into Tobias, her touch calming him down, and seeing how Nadya had done the same thing with the spotted boy, and earlier tonight Regan had done it to her, she assumed now was the proper time to touch Tetradore. Although she was adamantly against touching others, especially someone she barely knew or trusted, it was one of those feline habits that she needed to at least respect and carryout...now that she was a part of his pack. As she took those first steps towards him, she would gently press her muzzle to Regan's shoulder in a reassuring manner, content with touching her, before she pressed her shoulder and smaller frame into the panther's. Concerned that she might have acted incorrectly she took a tentative step away from him unsure with how he would react. However, there was a slight lift in her tail as it swayed side to side in a delightful manner, although it would stop when he spoke. Apparently her thought as to why felines liked touch was correct. Tobias had said the same thing many times, always pressing his form into her, proclaiming that he was hers and she had to have his scent. Though surely her leopard friend would understand Tetradore's claim was above his own and when she returned to their bed he wouldn't be offended if she carried his scent. It felt good to be owned, to actually be wanted...even if there was one member in Tetradore's pack that didn't want her around. Yet as Tetradore rubbed his head against her shoulder she began to shake, still uncomfortable with this feline habit, weakly her soft voice would press into his mind hoping he would return his focus on Regan again.

"Um...you can touch Regan now...I-I think I'm good."

I'd Rather Feel Pain Then Nothing At All

Raven