Sure enough outside the fire was dancing nicely in the pit and Konrad was skinning one of the deer that had been brought. The other deer was placed in a tree where other animals could not get to it so easily, much like a leopard would do. Food being stolen was not exactly uncommon considering there were a fair amount of scavengers who couldnâ€™t just get their own damn food and he certainly did not want his food stolen. He would try to avoid it as best he could, he honestly did not like fighting for food at all. In his opinion he was above that and was far too prideful to let some stray steal his food; if it were to happen it would be downright embarrassing. What leader allows a good catch to be stolen right from under his nose? A weak one thatâ€™s what. He was definitely not weak by any means and he always made sure that fact was known.<br/><br/>As soon as the girl stepped out of the cave he immediately caught the scent of the hare. Lifting his head he looked away from the nearly skinned deas and turned his gaze towards the hare. Locking eyes with the animal he grinned with a wolfish smirk. The deer would be fine when it came to feeding the pack but a hare would be nice as well. Perhaps she was contributing, learning her place quickly? Maybe he should stick with his original thoughts and make her an omega once he turned her. If she was already bringing food then she might make a fine omega if he could further break her out of her defiant ways. Adler seemed to have done that to an extent, as she had said, but he was still doubtful. He had ever right to be doubtful, humans have betrayed him many times in the past, after all. Who was to say that this girl would not be different? She had healed him, but the witch from years ago had done the same.<br/><br/>â€œThat hare smells delicious, a nice catch if I do say so myself.â€ He paused for a moment, â€œ<span style="font-style: italic">Tragen Sie zum FrÃ¼hstÃ¼ck, MÃ¤dchen</span>?â€ It was a simple question that might determine once and for all what her place in this pack would be. Rule one: if she was going to stay then she was not going to stand around and do nothing. It would be unacceptable if she were to just stand around all day. Konrad made a mental note that she was to pull her weight. He didnâ€™t have to remind her that she was in charge at least; she knew that he was the Alpha, which was a good thing. Sometimes it took awhile for newcomers to understand that he was the leader especially after they become a werewolf and must fully learn, as well as master, the lifestyle.<br/><br/>Adler looked to Loretta, â€œHeâ€™s asking if that hare is your contribute to breakfast, in case you donâ€™t understand German, which Iâ€™m assuming you donâ€™tâ€ he said quietly. From what he gathered so far, he guessed that she didnâ€™t know any German at all. She didnâ€™t seem like she would anyway. If she did then surely she would have held a better conversation with Konrad or, if not, at least show signs that she at least understood a little bit of German.<br/><br/>Once he was finished skinning the deer Konrad prepared it gingerly, allowing it to cook over the fire. It was his turn to cook even if he was Alpha. Sigmund told him he had been up all night while Adler slept, which he made a note to speak with him about later, and he respected that the guy needed a bit of sleep so he allowed it this once. While he was not always a kind leader he understood the importance of rest among other things as he should while he looked out for his family. A good leader would never push his or her people too hard, nor would a good leader seem uncaring. Sometimes he didnâ€™t care about certain things but that was just him. He was not at all a tyrant and would never consider himself one. Tyranny was not his style no matter how unforgiving ne could be at times.<br/><br/>In about a half hour, the deer was cooked almost to perfection, or at least how the pack liked it and breakfast was served. Konrad at first naturally and then the Sigmund, Adler, and the beta female Angelika, followed by the rest of the pack. Loretta was given food last and she mostly got what was left over. This was another way to remind her that she had yet to earn her place amongst the wolves and gain their trust fully. Some of the members of the pack were still wary while some of the more rowdy ones saw her as food as they were use to the taste of human blood. Whenever one looked at her and licked their lips he made sure to give them a look to correct it. Whether they liked it or not this girl was a part of their pack now. And it was only a matter of time when she became a very valuable member indeed.