Fenrir looked at this strange guard, and looked at him scowling. He always hated guards. The guards in Cimmeria always treated him worst than dirt and were often noncompetitive or was brided by someone. He then smelled something on this guard, and immediately but slowly started to back away from Rhaz. He didn't move out of sight of him, but moved out of range of a lance or spear, but he didn't want to be in the optimal range for ranged weapons like bows and darts. It was the smell of blood and werewolf blood.