Adler was definitely not like his father at all. There were times where he could have that intolerance and somewhat violent temper but for the most part he was not nearly as aggressive. Violence was never something he looked up to and he really wished his father would ease up on. That man did mean well, and his territory was being threatened, but should they really be fighting all the time? As much as he knew that it made sense he really wished things could be peaceful around here. In truth things have been peaceful for a long time until rogues started showing up. The bastards were like Hydras in the sense that as soon as two were cut down four more would appear in their place. Sometimes they were just regular wolves looking for a place to call home, daring to challenge werewolves, but most of the time they were pretty dangerous werewolves.<br/><br/>He could see the stress in his fatherâ€™s face every time he looked at him, knowing the man was doing all he could for his pack. Sometimes he wished he could be a little more like him but he knew he didnâ€™t have it in him. After all, were werewolves and humans really all that different? There were violent humans who were bloodthirsty and cruel as well so why were werewolves so different? His father told him it was because they ate humans and humans did not like the fact that something was higher than they were on the food chain, but he felt there was another reason. Despite his curiosity, he always kept his mouth shut and never questioned. Acceptance was a key part of this society and he just had to accept that humans and werewolves could probably never live in peace.<br/><br/>In the eyes of most humans, werewolves should not even exist.<br/><br/>Shaking his head, â€œ<span style="font-style: italic">Nein</span>, I really donâ€™t think werewolves and humans are that much different from each other, honestly,â€ Adler told the girl with a stern gaze. He was indeed still a werewolf and would defend his family until the very end. â€œWe just live differently, and those words alone should be proof. Donâ€™t all humans live differently from one another? I mean sure we have different lifestyles but that really shouldnâ€™t mean much.â€ Despite the stern gaze his tone was filled with curiosity and wonder, however it was certainly not in a childish manner. He was taught to grow up at a young age so he never really got to experience what it was truly like being a child. It was mainly because he wanted to see why Konrad felt this girl was so special. There was definitely something strange about her but he couldnâ€™t place his finger on it.<br/><br/>Outside the cave, Konrad was getting ready for war and the members of his pack were ready to defend what was theirs. They wanted to remain in this forest as much as he did, but also knew that the struggle was becoming rather taxing on their Alpha. Even if those who saw it as a weakness tried to put an end to his rule were put back in their place they knew they could not keep this up forever. He was also aware of it, he was not stupid, but he was not going to give this forest up so easily. Some say it was because of the sacrifices but there was much more to it than that. This forest was his home, was the only home he has known for a long time, and was it not natural to want to defend oneâ€™s home? If he did give this forest up then where else would he go? Even if there was a town nearby he knew he could never live there.<br/><br/>It wasnâ€™t like had plans to storm in there anyway, unless he was desperate for a place to live. Human society did not suit him, and he was much more comfortable as a werewolf than pretending to be something he was not.<br/><br/>â€œ<span style="font-style: italic">Hier kommen sie</span>,â€ he said quietly as the rustling became a bit louder once they were further into the forest. They had not been walking long before the feisty mutts decided they were going to get a bit cocky. Oh how he wished it was a full moon right now, he thought to himself with a bit of a growl. His strength would be full and he could unleash the real beast inside of him instead of being bound to limited powers, even if it was night time. Himself and the pack members could still transform and were still powerful but that power was limited when the moon was not full. Some werewolves could only use their true strength when the moon was full, but Konrad was older, more powerful than most. The members of his pack took their positions and as soon as the strays showed their faces Konrad made no hesitations in showing them who was boss.<br/><br/>There was no telling how long the fight had lasted, but when it was all said and done the forest was a bloody mess. Once Konrad returned to the cave, thankfully only losing two pack membersâ€¦ two too many in his eyesâ€¦ he was a mess.