Alex watched as Rhiannon ran up to the werewolves, he shrugged and kept walking forwards. He was still rather worried about Flint, but figured he would give him a little more time, he may have been held up for some reason. He watched the werewolves closely, he hadn't had brilliant experiences with the creatures. With him being a full-fledged shape-shifter, they weren't exactly open to his presence, generally. A few of them were nice enough, but those were very rare to come by.