kings of suburbia

There it was.  Vienna.  While outwardly, Summer did not even flinch at the news, his insides were suddenly writhing.  He had never felt anything romantic towards the older female before.  She had never appeared to him as anything more than one of his closest and dearest friends.  And yet, the thought of her being with Sumayl was deeply troubling to him in a way that both surprised and confused him.  Fortunately, Summer was an expert at that point in his life at controlling his emotions.

"Well, first and foremost, I suppose congratulations are in order," Summer said with a smile.  He pushed the thought of Sumayl and Vienna then as far from his mind as he was able to manage, instead focusing on the trouble the golden male seemed to be having with their beta.  His smile turned into a thoughtful frown.  He knew that Jace was not the most personable man.  The heated altercation they'd had when he'd stepped down from beta was proof enough that Jace was temperamental, stubborn and defensive.

"I know how Jace can be difficult," Summer admitted, a smile flickering across his muzzle, "He's not exactly the warmest or most, ah.. easy-going of wolves."  He paused then, wanting to give Sumayl the opportunity to comment, and also to gauge his reaction towards hearing what Summer had to say about their beta.

The conversation continued, Sumayl speaking a bit unpleasantly about their beta while Summer gave an understanding nod of his head every now and then before sharing his own advice as to how to cope.  When they parted ways, the yearling thought little of whether or not his packmate would heed his advice.  He thought only of Vienna and the dark whisper in his heart that told him he'd lost another...