Glancing around the tree, the hunter felt a stare colder than the snow around him. There was little doubt that the people and the wolves he watched in the clearing were in fact werewolves. The sight was just too unusual for it to be anything normal. William felt that the large man knew he was there, and he didn't see a reason as to why he should remain hidden anymore. He was never one for waiting in the shadows anyway. William pushed himself back up again, chains rattling once more against his shield.

The hunter stepped around the tree and stared back at Markus, with an almost smug look on his face. After all, he did have the amusing pleasure of watching the man launch himself off the building. William took several steps forward, now standing out in the clearing before coming to a halt. With his hands at his sides, he continued to scrutinize the large man before him. The other wolves seemed to lower their heads around him, so he clearly was high up in the hierarchy, perhaps even the Ulfric too.

The hunter bowed his head respectfully to the man before him. Although part beast, William felt it polite to acknowledge the power he held still. He admired a good leader, even if it was one he still might have to potentially kill.