It was early in the morning where stars still dotted the sky and the ground was still cool and wet with dew when Konrad woke up, always the early riser. Being the Alpha he always woke up earlier than the rest of the pack just in case someone was to strike thinking that he let his guard down. Some might think that the morning was an odd time, but if you really think about it, itâ€™s a good time to strike since everyone will still be lethargic. A few events in the past have told him just that and ever since then he has been careful to never let his guard down. He stood at the entrance to the cave, leaning against the mouth, staring out into the wilderness. Ashes lay inside the pit where the fire had been; the smell of smoke still lingered faintly in the air, easy for a werewolf to detect. If someone were looking to start trouble they would no doubt follow the scent and find this place. T<br/><br/>here were only three packs around, all looking to claim this forest as their own.<br/><br/>Though he caught no movement in the forest he decided to go take a quick walk anyway before anyone else was awake just as part of his routine. His usual morning routine was a simple one. A quick scout around the area and then he gathers a few pack members to go hunting with him. Breakfast was not always served, but he would always make an effort to keep the pack fed with or without the sacrifices. Slowly, he was trying to get this pack on its feet so they wouldnâ€™t have to wait for Friday to come around again before they got their food. As more and more rivals shows up he knew that they could not afford to keep starving themselves until they tasted human blood. He had brushed it off at first but now it was becoming more and more of a problem and he needed to address it before it got way too out of hand. And he also needed new blood in the pack, as he already established he was going to turn that girl the next full moon.<br/><br/>After his search, he gathered some wolves and went out into the forest to hunt. Adler was included in this, having woken up moments before his fatherâ€™s return to the cave, and because he was a high ranking member of the pack. In this pack, it was a privilege to hunt. You had to earn your place in this pack. That has always been the rule around here for as long as anyone could remember, said to have been thought up by a pervious Alpha. The rule was kept around because he felt it was a reasonable one despite what the others might think.<br/><br/>Konrad was always in control during these hunts and seemed to know the best places to find animals during this time of morning. There was a herd of deer close by, that was to be their target this morning, and hopefully they could score something. Deer were elusive creatures that ran like a bat out of hell at even the slightest hints of danger even when they seemed to be asleep. They, like werewolves, were constantly vigilant. And today it seems they were the only ones after this herd much to his relief, fighting over food was always such a pain but it was a part of this world. Keeping as still as possible, he gave silent commands to the other pack members, and then, after a minute, they attacked. The deer scattered but two stragglers were taken down easily. It was a nice catch after an interesting night, especially since it wasnâ€™t every day that they managed to take down two deer. The second one could be lunch, he decided.<br/><br/>Satisfied with how the hunt went, he brought the deer back to the cave and told the others to wake those who were still asleep, Adler right away went to Loretta to see if she was awake. The young man was quiet as he moved about the cave, making to not be too loud. Some members were loud when waking the others but Adler though it was just plain rude so he did things quieter. â€œLoretta,â€ he called out softly with a bit of a smile, â€œbreakfast will be served whenever the food is fully cooked. I just thought Iâ€™d let you know. Iâ€™m sure Konrad wonâ€™t let you starveâ€¦ I mean I could always talk to him if he does decide to, but I doubt he will. He keeps the pack pretty well fed.â€ Outside the fire was already started up again and the aroma of burning wood began to fill the cave. Anyone who was having trouble waking would definitely be stirring by now to help prepare it.