The Sunspire All around the world, pretty girls

Saena was quick to recognize him, which Summer found himself pleased by.  He dipped his muzzle slightly and found himself sharing the briefest of smiles as he raised his head again, in spite of the conflict he felt twisting his insides.  Almost immediately, she turned the conversation in the direction of Ty - not surprising considering it was the charcoal painted girl she'd called for in the first place, but nonetheless distressing upon the wolf that was already so highly aware of lack of presence.  Summer regarded his friend's sister with a melancholy half smile as her comments came to a close, loathe to share the situation with her (at least, his overly protective, perhaps misguided version of it) after she'd said such uplifting things.


"I'm afraid Ty is not here right now," Summer answered her, his expression shifting from soft gratitude to hard concern, "She left a few days ago and has not yet returned."  He paused then, knowing he ought to go on to promise he'd share with Ty that Saena had been there to see her upon her return, but unable to bring the words to his tongue.  He was far too logical a wolf to put trust in such things as fate or the like, but some nagging feeling would not let him think of his friend's absence peaceably - a truth that was likely evidence in the slight narrow of his eyes or the tightness of his lips.