Skyrim Dovah One Shots

Warriors wear scars Farkas x Y/n

Y/n Pov,

(She is a werewolf already. She was part of a wolf pack until her pack was killed off when she became 20 years old).

I wake up laying in the middle of a field surrounded by corpses and I'm naked. I shut my eyes immediately when my head was pounding against my skull. I shoot my hand to my forehead and it touches something wet. I slowly open my eyes and look at the hand and I see blood. I begin to search for my armor and bag around the field and I see it near a lake about half an hour away from where I woke up. I look at my reflection and see a scrape above my eyebrows and running along my face sideways. I grab a cloth from my bag and wrap it around my head until I go to the nearest inn or temple which was Whiterun.

I walk into Whiterun with the cloth blooded almost soaked so I got a lot of looks towards me. I begin heading to the temple, so I didn't have to personally deal with cleaning it up. I open the doors and a priest walks over to me with a worried look and he sits me down, so he could get to work. (I don't feel like going through the process so time skip). My once open wounds were all scarred up when the priest was finished. I walk out feeling refreshed as ever and I catch a scent of werewolves, so I investigate it. I see a few Nords and a few others of other races. At least two werewolves were in that room, but I was more concerned with finding the Alpha of the werewolves. I walk down the stairs in Jorravaskr and walk down the hall and I see an elderly old man who smelled like the Alpha. I turn around and see four people who smelled of lycanthropy.

"Miss... You have the gift or curse; however, you view it. I am Kodlak Whitemane and you are?"

"Um... I'm Y/n... I don't know how I think about me being a werewolf... my pack was killed off about two years ago so I've been a lone wolf ever since."

"Well Y/n, I'm pretty sure as long as you prove yourself you can join this pack if you'd like. Over there is Farkas, the tall buff one. That there is Aela the red-haired woman. Over there is Vilkas, Farkas' brother. Last but not least that's Skjor."

"Uhh ok, I'll see how it turns out."

After being in the companions for a year or so, Y/n was greeted into the Circle. She was timid at first being around so many werewolves at once again, but she warmed up as time went along. As time came and went, she began to get feeling towards one of the Circle members, Farkas. Every moment they were in the same room or even near other Y/n couldn't help but feel weak. He would send you out on missions and I would hurt you to leave him, but it had to be done. Luckily the missions were short and simple. Every battle that you were sent on Farkas would be the first to attempt at cleaning and tending the wound, but he would fail or someone else would take over. It brought you a smile to see him so worried about you and sometimes you'd just get hurt on purpose but so Farkas could tend to your wounds.

"So uhh Y/n... How did you get that scar across your face?" Farkas was being so shy about asking, I just couldn't help but laugh.

"Hehe Farkas... It's ok, you don't have to act shy when you ask. Literally the day before I joined the Companions I went on some berserk rampage around Whiterun Hold and I had come across a few hunters, a bunch of bandits, and lots of Silverhand while I was on a rampage. Obviously, it wasn't all at once or else I'd probably be dead. I had blacked out during my transformation, but I normally am still conscious, but I was so blinded by my emotions that I had blacked out. The only reason why I know this was because when I woke up I saw bodies all around me and all spread out on a field. So, I'm guessing on how this scar was created was while I was shifted my face was sliced, but not enough to where I was in any critical condition but if I didn't get it checked I'd have an infection to deal with. So, I went to a healer. That's the story." I kinda rub the back of my neck when I finished the story but Farkas seemed amazed.

As I was telling the story we would slowly get closer until when I finished, Farkas and I were barely a few inches apart. We just stared at each other until I leaned forward towards his lips and his just melted. He brings one of his hands towards my face and the other was holding the back of my neck. We break away breathlessly and we both go red.

"Told ya Vilkas that Y/n would have finished the way so pay up," Aela says behind the door that was cracked open.

Welp, I've updated once again.