William remained seated, as the pack took amusement in their Ulfric's threats. [i]"More threats.."[/i] William thought to himself. Once the Ulfric left, he grunted and sunk back into his chair getting comfortable again. He heard someone sit down beside him, and to his surprise it was the Lupa. She was rather young looking, like a lot of the pack he saw around him. Looking at her though, he could see the tell tale signs of worry. She was fearing for her lover's safety. He watched as her body shook slightly. As Aldo approached her with the tea she asked for, he looked away and returned his gaze to the table. The sight made him only think of his wife. William never thought about it then, but she must have been so scared that he wouldn't come back from his hunting trips. Aldo returned with a cup of hot cocoa in a chipped mug, but the hunter was too engrossed in his thoughts to notice.

He snapped back to reality however, hearing the familiar voice across the table from him mention how much the pack would do to protect itself. He glanced up at her, bringing the mug to his lips, and taking a sip of cocoa. He nodded slowly to her, setting the mug down. "Thank you son." The hunter said, although not looking at Aldo, it was clearly directed towards him. The hunter took another sip before speaking up again. "It's William." He sighed staring into his mug. "For the record, you should learn a person before you call them a murderer. It's saved me quite a few bullets, and equally, quite a few lives too." 

William glanced back over at the Lupa and shook his head. He set the mug done on the table and pushed his seat out. "I'm going to get some fresh air." The hunter stated, making his way towards the door already. As he opened it however, there stood a young woman with the bright hair, pale skin, and rather unique eyes. She was pretty, though perhaps a little young for the hunter, and no doubt a werewolf like the rest. "Miss." The hunter said, in the form of a greeting to the young lady, before proceeding past her and out the sliding glass door. It was still cold outside, but it was manageable for the hunter. He leaned forward against the railing, inhaling the fresh winter air, before releasing a heavy sigh. He didn't notice anything unusual out in the snow, it was just the night and him for this short moment again.