All I need, is love. [Stark]

[Honor]

Honor

"I need the product of your fears
In the form of tears
It's the only way I can survive
It breaks my heart to see you cry
And baby, it's the only way I stay alive
Green eyes, blue skies
Natural disasters when she cries
Green eyes, they're mine
It's only a matter of time."

The beautiful, alaskan malamute fae walked into the beautifully colorful forest, while her thoughts captivated her entire mind. Her heart completely focused on what to do about the loneliness that lingered in her heart. Yes, she had been alone her entire life, and yes she did agree that her and men didn't mix. AT ALL. Honor never had such luck. The first time she had met a brute that interested her, she would do something that normally tied in with her complete clumsiness. It made her mad, but giggle at the thought of it. Honor was a deep, beautiful, and smart Fae. Yes she had her issues, trust me, the Fae thought to herself.


She sat there, and waited to hear the wind rustle the leaves. She wanted something to come out of nowhere, and take her away. The fem wanted to have a special someone or perhaps, "the one". She could remember when she was little, her mother told her continuously exactly how terrible love was, and to always stay away from such a horrible thing. Lies were the only thing that you could get out of them according to her mother. Since the death of her mother, all she wanted to do, and all she could do is live off of her advice. After the absence of her mother settled in stone, she had to move forward and live her life. I think I know why mom didn't want me to fall in love..., the Fae sat down next to a tree, she noticed just how quiet the forest was. It was, well awkward, eerie if you catch my drift. In all reality it sort of scared her. The thoughts of being with her mother her whole life with out a man involved made her wonder. "I never asked about dad, it never occurred to me to ask," Honor meant to speak in a whisper, but instead she ended up yelling in the quiet forest. Her soft, high voice echoed off of the atmosphere, and made her jump.


Through the 9 months that she knew her mother she learned a lot. There was a lot of information that she didn't know, and since her mother's death she tried to think of her mother a little less everyday. It was the death of her mother that turned her into such a tragic fem. She was highly emotional, therefore she never ever tried to find a mate. Although she whined to her conscience about how much she hated it, she still tried to ignore all chances.


Every chance that she seemed to get blew up in her face. Her first love, as she saw it, ripped her heart to pieces. Telling her things like, "I love you" "You're so beautiful Honor" "We'll be together forever" and "I would do anything for you". Yeah yeah, what boy doesn't throw that stuff out there to you. She wasn't convinced that there was a boy out there that wouldn't do that to her, or any other woman out there. It was hard, she thought she found her never ending love, that it was supportively said to be "Forever", but just like all of the lives out there, it ended. Nothing lasts forever, and love isn't my number one thing to focus on. The fem started getting angry, she was lying to herself.


The morning that she noticed he was acting different, she brushed everything off like it had never happened. Like he wasn't acting different, and she was hallucinating. The morning seemed normal, on top of the hill that they always slept together on, his body language was different. He was clutching himself to her, telling her, please don't leave me! I didn't mean to do it baby! The instant thought in her head was, He cheated on me. She Screamed, blew up on him completely, and rose hell. Yes she was extremely young, and so was he, but at any age we are all able to get injured by the name of love. The pure definition. What is love?, the Fae thought to herself, Something that I will never feel again.


Honor played around with a delicate flower that she saw burst to life out of a pile of dust and dirt. She held it up, it was almost like it was asking her to support it. To take care of it, and rain down upon it. Exactly how she felt. Exactly what she needed. She wanted,.... Love.

[Majora]

Stark spotted the forest not to far off. He don't know what brought him here, or why he was here. The brute just followed what his mind wanted, and that was relaxing. Sure the forest was still burnt down in many places, but there was some spots that had luckliy made it through the fire. He was quiet glad about that. For he loved nature, and keeping it clean and livable. He is a kind of hippie dog, but not a hippie. Just someone who cares more than another would.

The English Shepherd continued forward. He was quiet a handsome brute, minus the ugly scar that jagged around his left eye. He troted in and caught the scent of another dog it smelled like a fae. Smiling he followed the scent. He soon spotted the fae, a beautiful Alaskan Malamute. He sat down a few feet from her a cocked his head to the side, who was she? She smelt of other dogs, but he wasn't in any packs. So he wasn't aware of what dogs she has been around. He cleared his throat before he spoke.

"Hello, beauty." he barked at her as he approached her slowly and stood infront of her a few feet. "What brings you out here? I thought I was one of the only ones who enjoyed truly coming out here." Stark gave her a little bow and a small smile. Showing he met no harm, he didn't want to frighten her off. This was something the brought up his memory of meeting Whisper.

He might as well introduce himself. "Beg my pardon, but I am known as Stark. May I ask of your name?" Stark said, being a gentleman. That was how he was raised and intended on staying one. Once a Peace Keeper always a peacekeeper.

[Honor]

Honor

"I need the product of your fears
In the form of tears
It's the only way I can survive
It breaks my heart to see you cry
And baby, it's the only way I stay alive
Green eyes, blue skies
Natural disasters when she cries
Green eyes, they're mine
It's only a matter of time."

Light peered off of the colorful bodice of the Fae. The rays of the sun danced across her pelt, flattering her green eyes. She laid next to that tree, her maw by the delicate flower, and she whispered, "So pretty." Her mind wandered to the new scent that seemed to catch her attention. Instead of normally acknowledging it, she just laid there. She could feel the presence of the brute as soon as he even entered the forest. Just as the Fae expected she was going to be interrupted in her depressed state. Good, she thought to herself, I need to stop! The brute spoke, "Hello, beauty." She thought it was awkward. A brute, talking to her? What? Is he mentally ill? She looked around, curious at who he was talking to. Honor opened her mouth to speak, but she was so flustered that she incapable of doing so. She shut her maw gently when he spoke again. His voice was soft, it held a melody that was so hypnotic is started distracting her focus on what he was saying. She felt like biting herself so hard, or perhaps making a break for it. Not this time.


"What brings you out here? I thought I was one of the only ones who enjoyed truly coming out here." He bowed at cocked his head to the side, almost as if he would wait forever to hear her reply. Then smiled. It hit Honor hard, straight to her heart. Why is he affecting me so badly?!! Fear washed over her. Taking her by a firm grasp, and shaking her so violently she wanted to throw up. Brutes made her nervous, and since Honor seemed so damn awkward around them, they always left. Okay, ran away would fit it much more accurately. Honor waited, because she saw him breath in, and she sighed. He spoke once more, "Beg my pardon, but I am known as Stark. May I ask of your name?" Why are you so interested in me?, She looked from the flower, and stood up to look into his eyes.


The femme spoke clearly, slowly, and quietly. "Hello brute. I am Honor, Guierrer of the Paladin Pack. It's lovely to meet you," Her voice squeaked a little with that last word. Dang it, the fem quickly turned away, embarrassed by herself. She turned her attention back at him, and studied him a little. Her eyes trailed up from his legs, to his chest, to his eyes, and that's where she had to stop. Without controlling herself she moved forward, two inches away from his face. Glaring gently that the scar that sit over his left gorgeous eye. "What happened?" She blurted the question, then let her tail wag a little in a quick response. I feel like I know him, and it's all to weird. She hoped she didn't move to far by touching him, but for some reason, it was to hard to resist.

[Majora]

The fae looked nervous around him, and question was in her eye. He only smiled more gently, his sea green eyes sparkling slightly. A friendly face around the forest, or any where was hard to find these days. So far he has been hiding from the Daemons and other dangerous looking dogs. Avoiding the packs for his own saftey. Just to keep himself free of to much drama. Yet he would see so many faes and brutes with a few faces of kindness walk past him from different packs except one.

He listened to the fae as she spoke, he frowned slightly. Stark was confused with the term she used. "Honor is a beautiful name. It is lovely to meet you aswell. But I am sorry to say, I have no clue what Guierrer means. I am not aware of any Paladin terms actually." Stark said kindly, and nodded. He wasn't familiar with any terms that involved the packs. He was a loner. He plans to stay a loner as well, but that all depends on where his life will lead him.

The brute continued to smile at the fae, his heart ponding. He hadn't really been this close to a fae in awhile, but he kept his thoughts straight. But Honor was a beautiful one indeed, Stark sorta wished he was with a pack just to see her more, only if she wanted to after a while. Yet that would be a fast movement for him. He wasn't aware of any preperations going on that could ruin their plan. Why would they take softies and peace ful dogs like him? He would be useless unless it came to the pups.

The tri-colored Shepherd wrapped his tail around his paws and he spoke again. "I got this scar from a long time ago. Probably bout two years or so. Some daemon decided to impress a fae. But I refused to fight, and so he had toxic claws. Leaving this scar on my face." He explained and didn't mind how close she was. It felt nice but he didn't move his head. But his eyes flicked to hers with seriousness that soon faded away for his too soft of a heart. "I was lucky it barley missed my eye."

[Honor]

Honor

"I need the product of your fears
In the form of tears
It's the only way I can survive
It breaks my heart to see you cry
And baby, it's the only way I stay alive
Green eyes, blue skies
Natural disasters when she cries
Green eyes, they're mine
It's only a matter of time."

Honor's eyes dwelled on Mr. Handsome's eyes. They were the kind of green that could make you melt in your strongest stance, so beautiful. She loved them, they made her heart throb in the most awkward ways. The fae had two different types of eye color. One blue, and the other a gross green that made her envious toward Stark's green. She was a freak in other dog's minds which was hard for her to adjust to that whole factor. How were her eyes weird, there were other dogs out there that seemed to have awkward eye color, reds, cobalt blue, even PURPLE? What the heck, was all the beautiful Alaskan Malamute could process in her head. While she went on and on in her head, she was interrupted by his beautiful honey-like voice. So gentle, so harmless, so addictive. Unique. "Honor is a beautiful name. It is lovely to meet you aswell. But I am sorry to say, I have no clue what Guierrer means. I am not aware of any Paladin terms actually."


The complements scared the fae, it was exactly what the brute before her did, and he left her to rott. Not caring about her feelings, her future, he was just content with the present, the bliss that they experienced. Honor adjusted to accepting love, and she needed that boy like a heartbeat, but alas, he left. She watched Stark closely, and he breathed in a couple times deeply before he spoke, his expression looked just a a little worried. "I got this scar from a long time ago. Probably bout two years or so. Some daemon decided to impress a fae. But I refused to fight, and so he had toxic claws. Leaving this scar on my face." Honor cocked her head to the side and thought about why he hadn't fought back. He seemed so gentle, so loving.. She swore that you could hear her heart beat in the distance. It was throbbing so hard, she had never felt this way before. Stark was glad it didn't get his eye, his beautiful eye. So serious he was, so gentle, so mellow. She loved it. The femmora smiled.


The fact that he was honest made Honor attracted to the brute even more. Yes it was upsetting that he didn't know the terms, but that was understandable. He had never been in a pack before, so what more could she expect? "I could teach you if you wanted to know Hon, and thank you.." She smiled with her eyes, keeping her eye's locked deeply into his. The femme took a step closer to him, and shifted her weight to one paw, she was trying to lean into him (be seductive), but her attempt failed. She fell right onto her face, and right on top of him. Honor instantly jumped up, and squealed,"I'm sooo SORRY!" She moved around him, and felt terrible, touching his head, his back, everywhere on him, looking and poking, and prodding. "Let me take you back to my church, or we could go somewhere! I need to make this up to you... I'm sorry.." The worry in Honor's voice was obvious, but as the words came to her mind, the more and more she started to freak out, she was burying herself into an even deeper hole, and she was completely embarrassed

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[Majora]

As he waited for the fae's response, he looked at her eyes. They were different colors, one was green, the other blue. That made him think of the sky and earth. It was a unique thing for some dogs to have a different color for each eye. This was actually the first one he has met. Stark didn't think that it would be that rare, but apparently it was. Yet he rarely got to meet other dogs that weren't very aggressive, so he never took the time to look into their eyes. But he only really looked into a fae's eyes the most.

Stark saw the flash of fear flicker in her eyes, and gave her a questioning look. Did he pose as a threat. Certainly that wasn't the problem. He would let her explain that on her own time. But only when he said Honor had a beautiful name did that happen. Possibly she had a bad experience with a brute, he wouldn't do that to her. Stark knew he would never do anything to a fae. It would be way out of his nature to do so.

The fae spoke, and he gave her a gentle smile. He wouldn't mind being taught about the ranks, but he wouldn't really care for them very much. Stark had no idea what her pack was like. But they must of been kind if Honor was apart of it. He gave her a small nod. But he felt her fall, knocking him down with her. He let out a little grunt when he hit the ground, his teeth clenched. He heard her apologize like crazy, and let out a small laugh as he pushed himself back up, and the brute shook his fur out.

"It is alright, Honor. No need to apologize. It happens to everyone eventually." He said and laughed it off. But she continued to speak, his ears perking at the sound of the word church. "You mean the Church, the Paladin's church? I would love to go but... Stark paused, he knew of the pack names, but he wasn't sure if he would be welcomed. "I am not sure they would like me on their turf, even if I with you." Stark was disappointed though, he really wanted to see what the place look like. But how could he go if he wasn't apart of the pack?

[Honor]

Honor

"I need the product of your fears
In the form of tears
It's the only way I can survive
It breaks my heart to see you cry
And baby, it' tshe only way I stay alive
Green eyes, blue skies
Natural disasters when she cries
Green eyes, they're mine
It's only a matter of time."

Honor stood still, waiting for the brute to get up. He looked at her and laughed it off. It made her feel a slight sense of comfort. She was actually relaxed around a new brute for once. The fem watched Stark closely as he shook around, his fur puffed up like crazy but she liked it, before she knew it he was talking again, "It is alright, Honor. No need to apologize. It happens to everyone eventually." Indeed this was completely true! I fall on my face once or.... five times a day.., She grumbled at the thought. She couldn't help it that she was overly clumbsy, and tripped over her own paws all the time. A clutz, but she wasn't stupid. Not like those Valley Girls. Stark's adorable ears perked up like a pup when he heard the word 'Church' fall from Honor's mouth. Then he spoke once more, "You mean the Church, the Paladin's church? I would love to go but..." She looked at him with shocked eyes, then ears back on her head.


Did I just get rejected?... The Fae felt a sense of anger wash over her. Why the fuck would she even ask him such a thing.. Of course he was way to good looking, and sweet, and everything that she never des-- He cut her off before her thoughts could go any further. "I am not sure they would like me on their turf, even if I with you." Honor took a deep breath. More like relief. She had faced this worry with someone else that she had brought back. Her son, well.. The little lost boy she found and claimed to her own. She loved him, but he left her a lone with the Paladin's. Disappeared. Gone. Bullet was half the reason why she was so broken in the first place. The fem thought she was going to die when she woke up, and he was gone.. Now as time goes by, day by day, she doesn't have that little boy to call her own anymore. No one to talk to. No one to call her mommy. She wanted pups, but she honestly didn't see anything along those lines coming for her. She honestly thought she would die alone. Her eye's flashed to his, "Stark, I once had a little homeless pup come back to the Church with me, and they accepted him no problem. Yes our Alphess and Alpha are gone.. They both left actually so I'm there guarding the area and puppies.. I need help.. and well.. I actually would like you to come with me."


The femmora smiled at him, and then moved toward him closing the distance between them. They were so close she could taste his breath, his naturalistic smell became overwhelming, and if she didn't know any better she would say she was just a little 'excited' (if you catch my drift). Something about this brute made the butterflies go crazy inside, and they neglected to calm in her stomach. The earth and water calmly looked within the beautiful valley that laid inside of his eyes. A perfect place for her. He needed a place to place the valley, and she had the water to keep it alive. Sparkling and Young. Honor was falling for him, odd how fast those things seemed to happen with her.. but she didn't care. Fear washed over her, and the pulse that laid within her heat started to speed up, boom. She fell, harder and harder, and the next thing she knew, she was snuggling up to the Brute. Ehh... Wupps

[Majora]

Watching and waiting had always been a habit for him. After he had finish the first part of the sentence, he had seen the shock in Honor's eyes. That didn't make him feel good at all, but he finished it, and he soon sinced her relief. Stark meant what he said, he would really like to go, but it was hard with being a loner and stuff. You actually get use to being by yourself all the time, and not bothering to really leave your state of pack or self really anytime soon. Yet, the brute did enjoy her company and she was being really sweet. Maybe not all packs were that bad, and he felt something for the fae. He just didn't know what he felt.

Stark gave a quick lick to his white chest to get it to stop sticking in random spots. He gave her a look over again, trying to see if her body language would really tell him what was going on in her head. What she was thinking, he wouldn't know. He let his thoughts start to wander after a little while. Thinking what it would be like if he was to live in a pack, with other dogs and pups running around. Pups were his favorite, teaching them tricks and how to be sneaky. Also when the elder dogs just need a pick me up and he plays a small prank that usuallys gets them laughing. "Stark, I once had a little homeless pup come back to the Church with me, and they accepted him no problem. Yes our Alphess and Alpha are gone.. They both left actually so I'm there guarding the area and puppies.. I need help.. and well.. I actually would like you to come with me."

Stark smiled at her, and felt her snuggling up against him. He gave her a quick lick on the muzzle and continued to smile. "Honor, I would love to come with you. Anything that has to deal with pups, I am all paws." He said in a soft tone. He now knew the feeling he was feeling for her. Stark, that hard to get Stark, was falling for her. She was so sweet and, well in his opinion, energetic. Honor was the one fae he would actually fight for, and he wanted to keep her with him. Even if it meant leaving his lifestyle as a loner.

[Honor]

Honor

"I need the product of your fears
In the form of tears
It's the only way I can survive
It breaks my heart to see you cry
And baby, it' tshe only way I stay alive
Green eyes, blue skies
Natural disasters when she cries
Green eyes, they're mine
It's only a matter of time."

The warmth of Stark's breath was skidding across her pelt. She looked up at him and realized that he was kissing her. Her. Honor, the Alaskan malamute, guerierr of the Paladin pack. Stark was way to good looking for her, she was oddly proportioned, weird, hyper, and well WEIRD all around. The femme didn't know exactly why he would go for her. She jumped at his voice. "Honor, I would love to come with you. Anything that has to deal with pups, I am all paws.", and she smiled. From ear to ear. A man that enjoyed the love of pups, a gentle brute that would love them, and that's exactly what they needed there. Her eye's shifted over to his, and she took a step back to read him. "You would really like that ? I'm so happy that you're coming with me..." Honor moved toward him to feel his embrace once more. She imagined him with the puppies, after all someone needed to tend them, Mercury was growing up, and we didn't have a boy in place for Alpha yet. The pack was a mess, but with the help of these two it could get better.


"So you are a puppy man? Gentle and love to give love and receive it?" The femmora moved her tail so it would caress underneath of his maw. She watched his eyes widen. "I love pup's too, I love feeling the love that they have to give.." Her tone was soft, and loving. She always tried to be warm with herself, real if you think of it that way. She was sick of the normal femmoras that always tried to seduce the dog, just to get what they want.. A typical whore! Envy of the morgs happened to be a close friend of Honor's, and from what he had explained to her was absolutely gross. She had used him just to pleasure herself. Who does that? "From what I've experienced and observed while being in Harthorn is that the men here seem to like the tease that leads men on... I'm nothing like that.. to be completely honest I don't really know how to do that." She giggled then looked at Stark. A hippie dog that was a freak of nature. Wanted to be free, and seemed to be the type that wasn't willing to change for her..


Was this love? Is this love? What's going to happen? All the thoughts coursed through her mind, driving her crazy inside. She was scared and happy all at the same time. It's all annoying, but exciting at the same time. Oh Boy.. Lord help me now.

[Majora]

Stark had started thinking about going to the Paladin Pack. But would it be worth his wild to go and join them? He could just be one of those dogs who came and visited her, and nothing got really to serious. Yet he knew that wouldn't be kind. Stark was wondering if he would change his no-fighting policies and fight for a family. A large family with pups, and a gal at his side. Leaders, followers, fighters, defenders. They would all be apart of a large family of course. But only when defending would he fight. He wouldn't change at all, just maybe his pack status which was loner.

He looked down at Honor "Yeah, I would like that. Espically since you would be there with me, and I haven't seen any pups in a while." Stark said sweetly, as soft as a lullaby as some would put it. The brute felt her embrace once more and nodded at her other words. Not wanting to answer with talking. He would only says yes to her statement. But the next words out of her mouth upset him a little. Why would fae's go around doing that? That wasn't want the brutes around here were for, and the same thing applie to the femmoras.

"I am sorry to hear that. I am glad you don't know how to really. I hate it when fae's try to get pleasure out of brutes, or when brutes try to get pleasure from faes. It isn't right. Unless they really love each other..." Stark's voice started to fade into a silent rant. His sea green eyes widning at the brushing of her tail, and he smiled. This was feeling right, to be here with this fae.

Everything seemed to revolve around them and nothing else. That was what it felt like, like he was flying. Which of course some dogs could do literally. Fly, he wondered what it was like to do so, but he wouldn't want to go through the pain and suffering and possibly personality change just to experience getting powers. Dogs like that can become tainted at the heart, but not all he knew. But from what he has heard, that place was a hell-hole.

But all that mattered right now was that he was with Honor. Nothing more, nothing less. Just being in her prescene was his own honor. Haha, smiling, all he could do was stare at her beauty.

[Honor]

Honor

"I need the product of your fears
In the form of tears
It's the only way I can survive
It breaks my heart to see you cry
And baby, it's the only way I stay alive
Green eyes, blue skies
Natural disasters when she cries
Green eyes, they're mine
It's only a matter of time."

According to the brute, the one and only brute that seemed to ever wanted to focus at her eyes rather then her fit bodice, he wanted to come back with her to the Paladin's. The thought made her happy, sad, and pissed off at Delph at the same time. They all coursed through her confusing her even more as the seconds go by.


The femmora was happy because the thoughts were all coming together, being so completely nice, relaxing, and soothing at the same time. Why? Because nothing was settling for her. Honor was a dog that seemed to attract trouble, hardships, and pain. Her life was full of depression and anger. Her heart was so completely torn to shreds that it seemed to be unbearable for such a long time. Many times she thought that she was going to die inside. After all she had had a still heart for such a long time, up until she had met Delph. She used to be a nasty nasty dog that wanted to rip everyone’s throats out, but her Alphess seemed to talk her through it. She was her best friend, and now she had run away from the Paladin pack. Why oh why? She didn’t know, no one did. Not even Honor, her friend.. And she thought that they were the best of friends, but her mind changed after that little fiasco. It’s all so confusing, but with him in my mind, I’ll be okay. The fae smiled, they weren’t going to stop believing in the love that was going to come in the future. How could she? She hadn’t up to this day, and now she had a mate that seemed to be pretty safe and reliable. Which was exactly what she needed right now.


The thoughts made her sad because she knew that her heart was being worn on her sleeve once more. That thought scared the shit out of her. It seemed pretty reasonable to have that fear, no one wants to be alone in this city. Everyone’s trying to find someone. It seemed pretty popular.. I wonder why. Honor jumped when she heard the rumble in his chest when Stark had spoken, ”Yeah I would like that, especially since you’ll be there with me, and I haven’t seen any pups in awhile. The femmora laughed when he said the comment about the pups. They were so cute, and so was he, his eyes were absolutely stunning, and she knew that it was meant to be.


She understood when he said that being a tease for fun was ridiculous. But she would like to do that for him once.. Or twice… or three times… Just to put some zest in their relationship that was blooming at a nice consistent rate. She hadn’t laid with another brute for a long long time, and it seemed to really prove and show her that she was a loner. Like stark, but he was in a different stance. He wanted freedom, Honor wanted direction.. Maybe he could do that for her one day? The fem looked at her man, and spoke, ”Stark.. Lovey, you wanna come nap somewhere?” She yawned largely, and she wanted him to know that she wasn’t looking for sex, or anything. That would be completely bizarre, she wouldn’t push things like that.. So soon.. She looked up at him, and smiled. From ear to ear, her pearly whites shined and the sunlight reflected off of her teeth. She was truly beautiful, and he made her feel that way.

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[Majora]

I want to close this thread, we can say they became mates, techically they have XD. But I want to start things up with the him acutally joining the Paladins.

Closed.