The shooing was definitely not happening. If it was one thing that Jolta would protect with his life it was his brother. And there was no reason why Athren should be feeling the way he seemed to, aroused, possibly, but it was to a ridiculous extent. He never got carried away so badly that it he was unable to think clearly.<br/><br/>Jolt ducked around the older girl's legs and tromped over to his brother, hopping up on the bed and shifting midway through. Athren was in his arms in a second, hugged tightly against his chest as Jolta licked his cheek soothingly, a habit left over from being in fox form.<br/><br/>"I'll take care of him on my own..." The elder brother growled as his eyes lit up with electricity.<br/><br/>"Please leave us be..."