There have been many times in the past where he has sat against the cave wall like this while his wounds healed after a fight. He would stare into the fire and not really think of anything at all as he relaxed, much like when he gazed at the night sky. The expression he wore was pretty close to the one he showed as well; the same distant look in his eyes lingered for a bit. Death may not have bothered him but he hated to see the numbers in his pack decrease slowly, so this was another way for him to take his mind off of that. Deep down he did know that it really would soon be time to pass the torch, but he could not rely on his son. Adler would destroy all this pack stood for and he would not have that. Relinquishing his position and making Sigmund Alpha often crossed his mind, but he knew the man was not the most organized. In the end, Konrad knew he was stuck being Alpha.<br/><br/>Shifting his position to get more comfortable, relaxing more against the wall, he could feel his body become heavy with the desire to sleep. Now that he had eaten and sent some rogues packing, he really needed some rest while he recovered. Exhaling heavily, he closed his eyes, ready to get some rest, but he heard footsteps coming towards him. His dark eyes absently gazed at the girl when she knelt beside him and asked permission to heal him. As he listened to her he narrowed his eyes and tilted his head a bit, wary, wondering why she would ask such a question even if he did spare her. Could it be that she was finally becoming comfortable with her new home? Or was she really intent on healing him because he had spared her? He really was not use to humans being nice to him and actually offering to help him so this was almost completely new to him.<br/><br/>Adler seemed to watch on quietly but he had that look on his face that said he wouldnâ€™t hesitate to jump in if she hurt Konrad in any way. They were still family. Adler at least knew his place, had a sense of who his family was. And there was also a curiosity in his eyes that said that he was also very curious about the girlâ€™s powers.<br/><br/>The Alpha leaned back against the stone wall again, turning away from her at first, deep in thought for a moment. If her powers could really heal others then that would be even more useful. But did he want to risk further showing his interest? She was already aware that he was keeping her alive because of her unique gift, â€œAny reason for the sudden change of heart,<span style="font-style: italic">MÃ¤dchen</span>? I thought we were monstersâ€¦â€ he began, speaking in a bitter tone. â€œAre you willing to help a â€˜monsterâ€™ because he spared you? Interesting.<span style="font-style: italic">Menschen scheinen immer ein Faible fÃ¼r verletzte Tiere</span>â€¦â€ He paused then chuckled quietly, â€œVery well, do what you must, if you insistâ€ he said through clenched teeth. There was hesitation in his voice but he was willing to let her do her thing, assuming her powers would work like that. If they didnâ€™t he wasnâ€™t going to be too disappointed, he has gone this long without the aid of magical powers to heal himself.<br/><br/>Konrad looked her in the eyes again, almost as if he was staring deep into her thoughts, her very soul. This was going to be interesting indeed, he told himself. Oh how he could not wait to turn her. And if his son was interested in her, perhaps he could use that to his advantage instead of pushing it away, but that would just be mean. He doesnâ€™t normally use others but this girl was special. These powers might just be what he needed to revive his pack. That was all he truly wanted in the end, something to restore his pack to its former glory and keep the strays away from this forest. Rivalries would always remain, of course, that came with the territory of being the leader of a pack or a group, what have you, for any animal. Humans sometimes as well; he has seen some ugly human rivalries in his time that was for sure.<br/><br/>â€œAdler, tell the others to put the fire out. Considering that we have lost some pack members, I donâ€™t think there needs to be a fire any longer,â€ he told his son, who nodded and went off to do what he was told like the obedient son he was, but also holding a bit of understanding as well. He might not mourn but they were still his fallen members and he should respect them. As much as he loved fire, it was becoming more of an annoyance than anything. With these wounds he wanted to be cool and the wind was beginning to blow the heat into the cave.