Only a few hours have passed since breakfast so it was still only the middle of the morning when they set out on their way towards the city of Munich. During this hour the forest was relatively quiet, which made perfect conditions for picking up any odd sounds, namely sounds that would be recognized as a large animal such as a wolf. The rival packs and rogues in the area would probably be out hunting around this time. Venturing through the forest would prove difficult should they run into any of them along the way. Konrad had not picked up any such sounds yet, however he was well aware of the storm about to hit. He hoped they could make it to the city by then but from the way things were looking the storm was well on its way. While he didnâ€™t mind the rain he was not a fan of storms; getting struck by lightning was not a fun experience especially for a werewolf.<br/><br/>Like any forest, there were dense trees, and it looked a lot different during the day time. Despite the darkening sky there was a faint hint of sunshine peering through the clouds here and there which gave the forest and eerie glow and there was still a bit of dew on the ground. The atmosphere was rather moist. Scents of the morning were still strong in the air and there still no animals out and about; it was calm in spite of the silence that covered the area. Neither Adler nor Konrad minded it, after living in the forest for as long as they have they were hardly bothered by it. They were on edge only because of the chance of encountering other wolves. Along the way there had been some wolves but they only proved to be simple wild wolves and were left alone. As mentioned before, he does not attack the local wolves unless they prove themselves to be troublesome.<br/><br/>They passed by the river for a bit of a rest and to get something to drink. Bringing out a flask, he gathered some water to keep along with him, took a few sips, and then refilled it. This was going to be at least another hour or so before they were out of the forest and another half hour before they reached the city. The sun was already beginning to set higher in the sky and the darkened clouds remained. It would not be long before the conditions for rain were perfect and the sky opened up. They had to hurry, and he was really starting to consider carrying Loretta so they could move faster. He looked back at her a few times before he sighed and decided against it, figuring if it rains he could just deal with it. It wasnâ€™t like he has never travelled through the rain before. Besides, he was enjoying the silence that was present during this little hike through the woods anyway.<br/><br/>Once out of the forest, they came to a road; the road signs were in German with English translations. Munich was the closest city to where they were, so Konrad led them in that direction. The city would come into view soon enough. To those looking on, watching them walk along the road as they passed by, the three of them probably looked like a bunch of misfits. It didnâ€™t really matter, though, even back home he felt like a misfit.<br/><br/>Konrad was born in Dresden but he has never really gone back there since he left, even if he does roam the country a lot. Adler never really understood why he never wants to go back, it was a bit of a touchy subject, and he never really asked or even considered asking. Sigmund probably knew but he was always quiet and rarely spoke much unless he was being spoken to or had something he wanted to report to the alpha. There were a lot of things the pack did not know about their alpha and he was always so secretive and reluctant to share anything about his past with them save for a few things he felt were important. He just seemed to run his pack and that was that. It was so strange sometimes, especially because his own son barely knew his father.