If he was not a threat? Could not allow him to travel through her territory? Konrad snorted with amusement at her words, laughing inwardly. He looked the female over with a neutral expression that showed he was neither submissive nor willing to just immediately have his wolf bear his fangs and lunge at her. First impressions were everything and from what he was gathering she was definitely a strong alpha willing to protect her pack if her words had not made that obvious to him already. Even if he no longer belonged to a pack he would always have a dominant air about him, surely it would get him in trouble, and he did have his pride after all. That was a part of who he was and one just canâ€™t throw a part of them away. It was all he has ever known and he was not just going to throw it away that easily because he was now considered an outcast Through and through, whether he liked it or not, he was a werewolf.<br/><br/>When she mentioned his old pack, however, that had struck a nerve with him. Insolent bitch, he thought to himself, feeling his wolf starting to become aggressive and wanting to rip her throat out for bringing it up. Surprisingly he had been able to hold it back for the time being. That faded when she mentioned that she had half a mind to rip him apart but would not take advantage of him since his shoulder already had a number dealt on it. It took a lot for him to not outright laugh in her face. Anyone else would have had no problems taking advantage of a woundedâ€¦ animalâ€¦ Over the years he has learned to hold his own in a fight no matter what condition he was in just in case he happened to stumble upon someone aggressive while he was licking his wounds. But here this female was deciding not to just send him on his way, offering him assistance, to patch up his wounds.<br/><br/>Konrad was assuming she was doing this because she was being cautious. She had stated that she was going to help him if he was not a threat. Though speaking of threatsâ€¦<br/><br/>â€œI believe you have other things to worry about than some wounded outcastâ€¦â€ he said, glancing over his shoulder towards the trees where the rogues were lying in wait for a moment to strike. Konrad had muttered something under his breath in German but there were small hints of amusement in the tone of his voice. There was also a bit of that wolfish smirk tugging at his lips again. Once he turned his attention away from the forest he cautiously he took a step near the female and began eyeing her up again. He then started to circle her, keeping an eye on her and the forest around them in case the rogues or one of the wolves in the femaleâ€™s pack decided to make an appearance. From the looks of things everyone was pretty restless right now and perhaps bloodshed would be inevitable.<br/><br/>Hell from the atmosphere around here it almost felt like a warzone. Around this time that was to be expected, though, and this time of year was all the more reason for the female to be cautious. Years ago he has seen his mate get the same way around this time of year. It was not pretty at all, and he knew better than to seem like a threat, but again he was not in the mood. You try being knocked off your throne after you have done so much for your little kingdom as it were; it was definitely not a fun thing at all to say the least. He was still pretty upset about it even though it was not showing much to his relief. She was not the only one who was good at hiding emotions.<br/><br/>Speaking of hiding, briefly he had caught the scent of another lurking around these parts as well. Seems like him being stuck between a rock and a hard place was beginning to escalate a bit more. This should be interesting.