As Loretta was brought in front of him by Ulfric he was not really all that surprised to find her crawling back into her defiant ways by struggling and making a fuss. Konrad crossed his arms and shook his head as he looked her over. Every last detail etched into her expression told him she did not want to kill the hare but he was not going to give her a choice in the matter. The expressions on the faces of a few of the other members of the pack seemed stunned by their leaderâ€™s cruelty but they dared not speak out against his decision. A few of them had to go through the same thing when they were turned into werewolves in some way or another. Most people didnâ€™t really ask to be werewolves, it just happened, but sometimes, when Konrad really wanted something, he could be cruel. They knew he was desperate to keep a steady number in the pack and get some fresh blood.<br/><br/>The hare had been securely tied down with some rope to a makeshift table made out of half of a log and some supports. It looked terrified and was squirming, the instinct to try to get away still strong in the animal. Even if it was bound it seemed desperate to be freed from its restraints to run wild again, like it was born to do. Were animals not meant to be free? Next to the table, there was a large wood chopping axe covered in blood and what appeared to be tree sap; it has not been cleaned for awhile. Usually, it is kept clean but sometimes the person in charge of making sure itâ€™s clean slacks off. He needed to make a mental note to just do it himself the next time it happens. Today he would make Loretta clean it since she was to be the one to kill the hare. It would just be to add insult to injury; she would be forced to clean her mess after making it. It was all too perfect.<br/><br/>Standing in front of Loretta in a dominant stance, practically able to smell the reluctance coming off of her, â€œ<span style="font-style: italic">Die Axt holen</span>,â€ Konrad ordered with a stern gaze and a dominant tone that just dared her to disobey him and try to be stubborn. He gestured towards the axe to further get his message across. At the same time, he wondered just how stubborn she would be during this. She could take her dear old time after all, but then again that wouldnâ€™t matter. â€œYouâ€™re stating to displease me. Rushing off after a meal, without so much as a thank you for even being generous enough to save you some food?<span style="font-style: italic">Das ist ziemlich unhÃ¶flich</span>. Such rudeness will not be tolerated in this pack,<span style="font-style: italic">MÃ¤dchen</span>, do I make myself clear?â€ A smirk appeared on his lips just then, continuing to look down upon her and establish that he was Alpha and she was just a human.<br/><br/>He knew well that humans had a soft spot for animals; it was evident in when she healed him. The wolf inside of him reminded him of how uncomfortable that had made him and how suspicious yet intriguing this girl was. How there was something about her and he had to find out what she was. Those healing abilities of hersâ€¦ if they did not make her a witch then what was she? The question clawed at the back of his mind, seemingly irritating the wolf in him as well.<br/><br/>Adler could do nothing but look on since he dared not step out of line while his father was in one of his moods. It has been a while since he has seen him like this, making him wonder why he was being so mean to Loretta. She really wasnâ€™t doing anything wrong, though he couldnâ€™t help but agree that she could have at least thanked Konrad for saving her some breakfast. A frown touched his lips. She was still thinking like a human, but that really didnâ€™t surprise him. However, was it really different? Humans slaughtered pigs and cows, ate chicken eggs, ate fish, so why was what they did any different? Was it because they did not go to a grocery store to buy their food? Was all this even about the food at all? So many questions that he dared not askâ€¦ He really felt sorry for Loretta.<br/><br/>Maybeâ€¦ maybe Adler could get her out of here. She had said she could not return to the village, but that didnâ€™t mean he could take her somewhere else. A human did not need to live the life of a werewolf.