Geilinor, Provence of Peace

Tria gulps and looks at him with wide eyes before nodding. The queen looks over Falkner again, "First, my daughter, let us have the werewolf show his strength." she says and Falkner is ushered into a ring where a rabid vampire male awaits. The amazons untie them both to fight. Tria looks worried sick and fights through the crowd to get close to him.

Falkner rubbed his wrists for a moment. Light marks were on his wrists were the chains had been. He then glanced the vampire over. Did they thing this would be hard? He had the blood of a werewolf, vampire, and a pixie. He wasn't scared. Speaking of which why did they keep calling him werewolf? He motioned for the vampired to bring it.

(None of them know he's anything other than a werewolf.)

The vampire charges toward him, starved of blood until he went insane. Tria gasps and looks over at her mother, the queen.

Falkner grabbed hold of the vampire by the throat and pined him to the ground. He slit a cut on his arm and pressed it into the vampires mouth. He felt the creature sucking greddily at his blood. After a short while he used some of his pixie magic to knock the vampire out. It wasn't easy to do with force. He then stood and whiped the blood off his arm. It was all ready healing.

The queen looks surprised and disgusted. "You may have him daughter. He may be strong but we would have to train him before he would be of use. Do what you want with him, get his baby or not. I do not care." she says and Tria bows, looking relieved.

Falkner scowled lightly. He so didn't like these women. They seemed like a bunch of savages. They had no compasion. "I'm out of here." He said with a disgusted growl. He then turned and headed for his parent's home.

Tria falls to her knees with a cry of despair as Falkner lopes away. Her mother turns on her with a growl. "you let him escape!?" she snarls and kicks Tria, ordering her whipped.

Falkner turned at the sound. His eyes turned a solid glowing blue in rage. He let out a growl and went back to ehr side. He threw the crazy women off her. He then picked her up and carried her off. He had to keep her safe.

Tria looks up at him, her blue hair falling in her eyes, and smiles. "Beautiful werewolf..." she murmurs, coughing up a bit of blood. That kick had broken several of her ribs. "Sorry... Didn't know... They'd make you fight." she coughs, closing her eyes.

"It is all right. You Amazons are kind of crazy. Now let me take you to my home so we can get you healed up." Falkner said with a light nod. He took her to his home and opened the door. He then laid her on the couch. He went to fetch some medicin for her.

Azrael smells Falkner return, along with a woman. "Do you need help?" he calls, curious as to what happened.

"No, I am just in need of some medicin and medical suplies so I can help her." Falkner replied. He came back a few minutes later to help her. "Drink this." He instructed gently pressing against her lips.

Tria looks in his eyes for a moment, searching, before she drinks and closes her eyes, feeling sleepy. "Mm thank you beautiful werewolf..."

"You do know I have a name don't you? It's Falkner. And feel free to sleep. You are safe." Falkner said softly. He gently brushed a lock of hair away from her face.

Tria smiles, "Falkner, my beautiful, strong, werewolf." she murmurs and easily goes to sleep, comforted by him.

Falkner smiled lightly as he watched her. What a beautiful mate he had. He then went to warn his parents. "Father, Mother I have to tell you something. I have a guest who is sleeping on the couch. I am pretty sure she is my mate. So be nice."

Azrael snorts, "Of course we'll be nice. What? Do you think we're going to tie her upside to the ceiling?" he asks, giving Falkner a look.

"Maybe, I am not sure what you crazy people are capable of. I just want to make sure you're not going to bombard her with questions or expect her to be as sane as some other people. But we can't exactly help who we are mated with. Although I dobt you guys really minded." Falkner said with a light shrug.

Azrael grins, "I doubt you'll mind much either. She can't be that bad."

"Well she could have let a bunch of crazy Amazon women try to make me give them babies. Luckily I only had to fight them off of her. Hopefuly we don't have any breaking down the door. Although soon I will take her to my home. I don't want us to be mouching off you." Falkner said with a light nod. He then went back to the living room to make sure she was all right.

Tria opens her eyes as Falkner walks in and smiles, "Hello," she murmurs, voice a bit rough from coughing, "Thank you..."

"Don't worry about it." Falkner murmured. He gently stroked her cheek. "I have soemthing else for you to drink. It is not medicin so it shouldn't knock you out. But it will make you feel better. And I am ready to tell you what that bite means if you are ready for it."

Tria smiles, "I'm an Amazon. I'm always ready. And what is this other drink if not medicine?"

"Tea." Falkner replied. He pressed the cup against her hands. "The reason I bit you is to leave a mate mark. That is what I left on you. It is to show that you are my mate. The only one I have children with."

Tria drinks the tea and watches him, as if judging his words. "And... Why would you... Choose me?"

Falkner sighed lightly."You don't know much do you? I didn't choose you. A mate is given to us by fate. We don't go around deciding who we want to be with. If so I might have dated a little all ready. Mating is different then how normal people find others to spend their lives with."