scribblemyname: (father figure)
A/N: Sorry, no Whisper.




“What is an overprotective big brother?” Ashen asked as she was sitting down to practice.

Red Wolf didn’t stop to blink. “Storm. Why?” He kept flipping through sheet music, looking for something specific.

“Because Michael thinks you are.”

Red Wolf did stop at that. He narrowed his eyes as he stared into the mirror over her head, then shrugged and handed her a sheet. “If I thought you were in mortal or emotional danger, what would I do?”

Ashen didn’t stop to blink. “Let me kill it.”

He laughed, if a trifle uncomfortably. “Yeah.” He gestured at the piano. “Play.”

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