William eyed the breakfast that had been delivered to him and the Ulfric. It looked like a rather nice meal, but now felt like not the time to eat. The hunter eyed the pistol that Markus set on his thigh, then glancing back up as he began to speak. He listened, placing both his hands on his own thighs and leaning forward slightly. The Ulfric set the pistol on the table beside him, William's eyes following it as well. As the werewolf went to insure that the door was locked, William contemplated grabbing the pistol. He decided against it, feeling that taking action now could jeopardize his own chances of survival.

The hunter straightened up, it being his turn to respond. "I heard that two of your pack members were killed, and that their killer is still unidentified." He replied, responding to the first question. "While I pity their deaths, especially more now that I see you lead your pack much more civilized than other Ulfric's that I have encountered. Their deaths however, were not by my hand, and if they were, i'd reek of their scents would I not? I did hear two gun shots while I was following wolf tracks to this cabin though." The hunter readjusted his hat on his head again. "Hunter's and werewolves have an odd attraction to each other. We simply call it the 'Will of the Hunt.' Perhaps its mere coincidence that we always seem to find eachother, or that we just know where to look." 

He sighed, rubbing his eyes, still feeling a bit weary from his interrupted rest. "As for the hunters you've encountered in the past, I have no way of knowing if they belonged to the Hendrick's Order or not. There are quite a few independent hunters, many of whom disagree with the way our group conducts itself. Although, that is mostly politics and drama i'm sure you have no interest in hearing. Returning to the topic at hand, the message I received in regards to a large werewolf pack that was on the move, informed me I was the only near them at the time, and our other hunters were busy with their own tasks. It couldn't have been any of our hunters.."

William removed his hat, setting it on the cot beside him. He looked Markus in the eyes, the clear fearlessness of the man showing. "I came here not looking to slay more innocents Ulfric, I came here to hunt beasts. If your word is true, that your pack does not hunt humans, then I shall not hunt them. Blood will still be spilt though, and I can only hope that it is not any of yours or mine."