Stone Circle Throw a little hotrod red in there.

"Only from time to time." Stark said with an amused little grin. He was enjoying the encounter, for a bit, just getting everything in his head out and just putting it somewhere else. He could just focus on the more pleasant aspects of things. He watched the woman as she reclined and actually got comfortable and Stark decided to relax a little too, far more casual and settled down, tail flicking subtly like a cats might when relaxed. 

"We're a family unit, most of us are related or as might as well be." The Ostrega's and his own band of merry little misfits. The pack itself had started to come together and while Stark wasn't sure why it was working, he finally felt like he was making some headway. Things were getting to a point where he could breathe - sometimes. "Fairy young still, haven't seen our first winter, but - I'm thinking we're gonna be just fine."