Alex just glared at her as she resumed her song and wanted to pound his head into a wall. Music bothered him more then anything else, it hurt his ears and made him want to bite whoever was playing the damned song. Once it was done he sighed slightly and his body relaxed to a degree bit it didn't last long. A sent of long ago blood came to him and a deep growl came when he turned to see a girl there. She looked young but smelled of blood and flowers, probably a elf. They always smelled of flowers to him. "yes, I am, Who might you be?" he said and surpressed any kind of werewolf want. He wanted to run over there and fight her. If she smelled of blood, even old blood, then that ment she might be a threat to him. Old blood ment a experienced killer and that was never a good thing for anyone.