Stone Circle Thank you

 


Stark just grinned at her as she settled right against him like she belonged there, protesting his own rules. "There's two; one for me and one for you. It's perfect." He said with a hum. It was just like they'd planned a nice meal together but it might have just a coincidence. "I understand that," He said quietly, still tucked close enough that he could feel the wind hit his body as he shielded hers. It wasn't a negative feeling in the slightest bit and in his own way he could play protector and give her something she desperately deserved. "It's part of being a leader and a good person too. Makes you who you are." Stark said, offering her a little smile. "Giving back to the pack like that - it makes those connections stronger. And when the pack is connected, it makes it easier to take care of each other." Stark knew how that felt; he'd tried to forge the same relationships inside of the Keep after all. 

His eyes closed as she in turned fussed over him, blue eyes vanishing for a moment as he stopped looking into the hazel-green of her gaze. "It does," He agreed - and it wasn't until he felt her tongue drift across the knarly scar beneath his fur that he tried to keep hidden so well. His body stiffened, and Stark drew back just a slight bit, not completely stepping back from her. It felt like a flash and the pain was there again - the brutal way the large stick had been driven into his chest, the way he'd been kept captive when it had happened. 

"Did...were you hungry?" He asked quickly, trying to distract her before she realized what was there.