Stark was stewing more. It happened sometimes, thoughts coming up obsessive, considering the best course of action. Since the evening he'd spent with Octavia he had found his sister and his thoughts flipped between the two women frequently. His thoughts towards Banner were pure, but, he flipped on if it was smart or not to introduce Banner and Octavia. The two would have plenty to talk about - and he'd be the main focus of discussion without a doubt. 

Stark shook his coat out, tail twitching behind him. He made a little sound as he did so, the motion ebbing into a full body stretch. He'd been taking it slow considering the heat was already becoming so heavy. He hated the heat, but, he hated not working. Stark headed towards the crook, seeing if anyone was about to perhaps give him a distraction. 

It seemed if he thought hard enough things just happened, Octavia appearing before him and Stark offered a bright smile. The corners of his eyes even crinkled a bit and the dark male nuzzled against her for a moment before they both looked back, expecting to have been found. "That so?"  Stark crooned, smiling gently at her once he was assured of their solitude. "How lucky for you I decided to wander back this way." Stark offered. 

His tail swayed behind him pleasantly, and a brief but welcome breeze drifted across them to offer some relief. It was needed, and he wished that there was more space on the Crook to help keep them all cool too. "What's on the agenda today, lovely?" Stark asked, looking the silver female over with an easy smile. 

To say that Stark was surprised was a bit of an understatement. He was all but melting into her touches, smiling gently at the notion of going somewhere with her. He'd like that, certainly, but he didn't know if right then was the best time. "Gonna sneak off for a bit?"  He murmured in response, dark nose burying into the soft fur behind her ear, teeth teasing the fur right there as he pulled back a bit to look at her. "Trick?" Stark repeated, not considering the male as the first candidate for watching  over Tambourine. 

"What about Harlyn?" Stark suggested. It would be the more logical choice for the dark male - the other mother and leader had experience with children. She was also loyal to Octavia and Stark was certain of that. He didn't know about the rest of the pack. Well, save for Nova Rose. He knew she hated Octavia unjustly. "Hmm...There's... Another option. I found my sister. Banner. She and I are closer than I am with Captain. I could see if she's ready to settle down, I know she'd protect him." 

Because as strong as Stark was, Banner had him beat, and anyone foolish enough to cross her would be in for a world of hurt. He licked Octavia's cheek, making a quiet little sound. "I want you two to meet... It's... Important to me."  Not just as his sister and Alpha, but as the two most important women in his life. 

He was a bit nervous. When it came to the two women Stark would feel quickly outnumbered, but beyond that, he actually cared what they thought of one another. Without trying to label things (because that was TOO too real for him) he did actually care for how they felt about him, and the others, about involvement. All of it. He swallowed thickly, canting his head to the side. "When we come home, I'll go get her then."  Stark offered with a little smile. 

Harlyn might barely notice another puppy, and Tambourine might enjoy bring around the others too - maybe it could all work out. Maybe he'd be able to make it work for the sake of all of them. "So we'll escape for a little bit. I'll catch us something for dinner, we can just enjoy things for a moment. Take a breather. You deserve it."  Stark, in his always utterly humble opinion, thought she had been doing enough. 

"I can fill you in about my family too. Some of the reasons - okay, most of the reasons - I was on my own in the first place. Wouldn't trade it though. Found you, didn't I?" He said with a little grin. "Come on, your majesty. You have a harem boy who should be properly worshiping you."  

Her devoted harem boy continued to grin, preening her and pressing a few kisses along her jaw and cheek. "Yes ma'am," was his throaty response, instantly keening for her touch as he had the other night they had shared, so eager to please her and give her what she wanted. "I live to please," He crooned, grinning at her as they headed back towards the crook. He gave a final fond bump before stepping a space away from her, not wanting to seen anything other than professional. 

The pack already questioned her too much and he felt like his involvement might only give them more fuel for their unnecessary fire. Stark refused to be a liability to her. The dark male tilted his head as Octavia suggested meeting Banner first. "As soon as you want, really."  Stark said. There was no hesitation in him, not when it came down to it, even if it was a little worrying. "I can take you to her - or bring her here. Your call." 

Stark shook his head when Octavia asked if she was waiting somewhere. He wouldn't do something like that and not tell her. Not that he'd just rush random people into the pack either, he was too concerned with being as proper as he could manage given everything that had happened lately. The pack needed time, he wouldn't rock the boat. He chuckled as he guided her towards the pack's borders - back towards where they had originally met. "No need to fuel that fire." Stark agreed. "They don't even know how good they have it." Stark muttered with a little sigh. 

When they had made their way away from the Crook and he felt more confident he leaned over, nuzzling her pale shoulder. "We'll show them." Stark said confidently. And if they couldn't fall in line, they'd be shown the door and wished as much luck as they could find elsewhere. Already Stark was on board to send Nova Rose away, but to do so without question would spell the death of the old woman. Surprisingly he didn't care. 

"Just so you know - she's gonna be really nervous. Probably shy. She's got anger issues, and she thinks it makes her this sort of monster." Stark said, frowning. "She's not as bad as she thinks - but I imagine I'd be just as upset if it was me in her shoes..." He'd speculated often what he'd do with Banner's little troubles, but, having a bad temper and sometimes flying off the handle wasn't nearly as bad in his eyes as his green eyed sister made it seem. 

Stark laughed warmly at her guess, giving a boyish grin as he looked to the pale woman. "I mean..y'know. Normal is what it is, and I'm not sure that's me." He liked the idea just fine and all. She might consider him to be actually even tempered and that was almost laughable. Maybe he had mellowed. Maybe. Or maybe that was Octavia's benefit and he could roll with it. 

"Yes ma'am," Stark grinned and picked up the pace, starting towards the river in Raven's Watch where everything had changed for Stark. If he had just kept on, or maybe if he'd found a place in Lasher's pack, he might have changed everything. This was much better though, he figured that there was nothing better than the life he was establishing for himself. 

"I'm excited," He admitted eagerly, tail waving behind him. If this worked, if everything ended up evening out, he might actually get everything he wanted.