He paid her no mind when she said that he had it tough. He had it tough just being the runt of the pack never mind who his mother was. He then noticed that she was about to collapse on herself. At this, he shook his head. He went over to her and picked her up. "You full human clearly have no idea that the night is not a place for you. Monsters or no monsters." 
He nodded as he remember his orientation day from when he started. The headmaster seemed to be a good guy, but he never judged a book by its cover. For all he knew, the school was a trap for weird experiments or something. He was slowly changing that train of thought after see the man a few times and hearing his daughter now. He then took off a a full sprint of a werewolf but stayed in his human form. He was not too keen on the not showing your true form rule on the monsters. As he saw it, he was in his true form as a human or in were form. "You think your father would have kept you off the watcher list," he said as he ran past some monsters who just looked on at them in confusion. Zeal just looked at that the woman and snorted. He hated people with an attitude that said they think they were better. If it was for the fact he could have gotten kicked out of school, he would have throw a punch at the woman. "Look here I was only doing the headmaster a favor which if I remind you would have kept his attention on you. I don't need your attitude. I get enough of it from my pack," he said with a bit of venom in his voice. He then turned away and started walking. He for the life of him could not see any good in the woman, and she quickly put herself on his most hated list after only one meeting. That in itself was a feat for those who knew him well enough. He did hear the headmaster and shook his head. He would never get how the heck he became the headmaster of the school. The guy was a bit too excitable for his taste. Zeal was having a pretty rough time as it was himself. He had his guitar again. Most of the other werewolves had gotten wind about him helping out Melody. He got it from the humans as they knew a bit of his family structure. He ran into some werewolves from a rival pack. "Well if it isn't the tiny half-breed. Just like his father, he goes for a human," one said. Zeal just glared at him. He was not going to give them the joy of getting under his skin. He started to walk when one blocked his path. "Where you going half-bred? Running to your human," the one said. Zeal sighed before grabbing him by the collar. "Move before you get a reminder why your tribe is the laughing stock of werewolves," he said as the growl and let him pasted. He then started walking again when he noticed Melody. Zeal noticed that Melody had just gotten harassed by a female werewolf. He did not care if she had issues, but he could guess what it was. He sighed as he walked over to her. He gently tapped her shoulder. He knew how his kind got even if he was just half werewolf. "I take it my kind just don't like the idea that I helped," he said. He then got out his guitar and sat down next to her. He started to tune it as he thought about what to do about the new unwanted headache. He had gotten done tuning his guitar. He found it odd that she wanted to know how long he played. Most just never care as they just had to mess with him. "I've been playing since I was six," he said. He then looked over at her. He gave her a small smile as he stayed to play a simple tune that his father taught him. "For a human, you're not too much of a headache I guess," he said. He looked at her shrugged at question. Teaching her how to play was not a big deal. "Yeah, I'll teach you. Just know I'm lot stricter more than half the teachers your father employed," he said. He did notice that most of the werewolves saw them and kept their distance. He realized that they knew who she was. He guess they knew something about the headmaster outside of his lover. His lover was someone he could really live without. Her attitude had really gotten to him which was why he was out early that morning tearing up a bit of the nearby forest when no one was out. He looked over as he played and noticed how she was acting. He never did understand how humans got so nervous about being around someone. He did see some girls looked a bit dejected. He did not know why. He looked at her. "Free time is usually spent training to fight. My pack still follow the tradition of strength is shown in battle, so we have a fights to see who will be the alpha in the pack." His words came out in his usual distant tone, but there was a light undertone in it. 
