Upon entering the building, William could hear that there was certainly a commotion going on. His eyes shifted slowly around his surroundings. The cabin felt rather cozy inside. He glanced back at Marrec, the man pointing him towards the sources of the voices. The hunter headed towards them, stepping inside the kitchen.

[i]"That howl certainly had them riled up."[/i] William thought to himself. [i]"A warning perhaps, but of what?"[/i] The Ulfric considered going out to discover the source of the howl, but William could tell none of the people around him wanted that, and William was the problem in their equations. The kitchen was bustling with quite a few members of the pack, although William didn't have time to look at them as he focused on skirting around the Ulfric and his clingy Lupa. Reaching the table, he let out a sigh of relief and pulled a chair out for himself. The hunter fell back into his seat, the weight of his body shifting from his legs and to the chair. "Hmm.. comfy." William quietly mumbled to himself. He listened to conversation around him, silently amused every time his name or [i]the Hunter[/i] was mentioned.

He glanced at the woman at the table, who confidently told the Ulfric she could keep an eye on him. As she stood, she gave William a subtle look, and one he noticed too. "Well considering that my weapons have been disarmed from me, I shouldn't be causing much of a ruckus." William said, sinking comfortably into the chair. "I'm not the sort that goes around biting strangers, so I think we'll all have a comfortable night here."

William glanced over at the man by the counter who appeared to be preparing a meal. "You there, by the counter." The hunter said in an assertive tone. "If you're not too busy, fetch me something warm to drink."