Little Wolf
Alena knew Fenris' markings hurt, so she spoke softly to reassure him. "I won't do anything to you. Guide my hands, guide me. I don't want to unknowingly hurt you. Tell me at any point if you don't want to do this. I am fine with that too. I won't rush unless you ask me too. I will give you all of me, only if you want it".
Alena Hawke and her family were unknown in Kirkwall. But in Ferelden Alena in particular was a fearsome warrior and had gained the nickname Black Hawk, due to her long, flowing black hair and her effortless use of weapons. She was lusted after by men and women alike. Still, she interested him still as when he became a member of her little rabble. He watched her closely. She was very small, a bit over 5ft he estimated, but very tough. Maker, she threw many a man wanting her over her shoulder like they were as light as feather.
Denerius was dead, so was Hadriana, so why didn't he feel free? He was, but he didn't really understand the word. It floated about in his mind, being cast aside for more important words like survival, pain, Hawke. Damned woman, get out of my head.
He decided to drown his sorrows, when he saw Hawke walking towards him. There was fire in her eyes. What fire though he could not decide. "Can we talk Fenris?". "Of course, actually there was something I wanted to say". She nodded to him to continue. "After I killed Hadriana, I was a bit hasty in my anger. You did not deserve my wrath. I apologise". There was a tinge of sadness in his voice. "It's okay Fenris, I was being nosy When I see someone I care about going through a differcult time, I guess my brain decides to try and help them, even if it is not wanted". Hawke was completely honest and he saw that. "Care? You care for me?" Fenris was puzzled, no one had ever cared for him, well not with good intentions. "Yes that is what I wanted to say, I have grown fond of you". Hawke's eyes spoke with an intense passion.
Something came over him and he almost lashed out at her, the power glowing in his lyrium markings. "Hawke I, I'm sorry but you do not know the effect you have on me. You drive me insane". He gave her that (in her mind) extremely sexy glare, like his green eyes were piercing her soul. He the slammed her against a wall, she leaned forward and they kissed, passionately. Something had come over both of them.
His head began to scream, what are you doing? No, NO. He dropped Hawke and walked away. He couldn't do this, he couldn't even remember of he had ever done that before. Would he even know how to? He needed air and wine. Hawke just stood there, stunned from their kiss and him leaving suddenly.