Farkas was sharpening his blade outside in the training yard. He was excited... you promised to take him on a dragon killing hunt. And he was damn ready.

He loved you. So much. No you aren't together, but he loves you none the less. You're the Dragonborn dammit, he wants you so badly.

Farkas saw you walk outside, and he smiled and stood up. He walked over to you, and looked at your gear. It was perfect of course, you're the Dragonborn. Everything you did, he saw perfect in his eyes. Everything.

"Are you ready to go killing dragons? Show me how it's done?"