Hushed Willows i won't let you fall tonight

Stark didn't expect to hear Banner calling for him. Normally his sister was fairly self sufficient and while it certainly wasn't a bad thing to hear from his sister this didn't sound like a simple social call. Stark pulled himself from the Crook and shook his coat out, making a beeline for the tree that had become Banner's trove. He knew of the frequent treasures that her dark sister tucked away, and be wondered what exactly it was that she had in mind for him.

When the dark male approached he was surprised to find Banner with another wolf near her. It wasn't that he thought he was her entire world - sure, he selfishly hoped - but he understood otherwise. Stark was immediately critical of the male, he looked powerful - if not a touch cold - like he'd definitely seen some shit in his day. Stark didn't fail to notice his shoulder or the docked tail and still  his questions came to him. 

What was this about? And why was he so close to Banner? And why was he so close to Banner's little special place, where she didn't just bring anyone. He was suspicious - but any brother would be, right? It wasn't jealousy. "What's up?" Stark asked, looking first at his green eyed sister. Alpha or not, Stark was who he was.