Well, looks like the strange wolf thing saw him. Konoe didn't back up, sniffing the air. Had he somehow wandered into someone's territory? It didn't smell like it, so he growled again, his fur puffed up. If he could get it away from HIS prey, he'd have a successful hunt, maybe. He was out of practice and somewhat hungry, too.

Konoe was not backing down, and instead was slowly reaching to pull out his sword.