Hushed Willows We're taking a break. It's nobody's fault.

To say he was worried was an understement, the recent days events making him fret and worry for a few different reasons. Stark couldn't figure out just where to start, he was so overcome with the details - or lack thereof - that it drove his mind in many different directions. The scent if her injury overcame him and worry creased his brow, his blue eyes sweeping the Alpha. She was still his leader, no matter his feelings or personal relationship with Octavia, and he still worried. He hadn't been prepared for her state. 

"Harlyn - did you have Grace or Trick check your leg?"  He asked, concerned first and foremost for her well being. They'd hash everything else out, surely having the conversation the pack needed. But for now he couldn't help but ask about her wellbeing."I wanted to try and figure out what happened, see if you guys were okay."