lose control to feel alive

It didn't occur to Sumayl that perhaps largely the reason why he hadn't founded himself on the trial of continuing to look for a pack was because of Vienna until now, as he examined it. Sumayl assumed that her brother was a capable of Beta and could make applicable judgment calls but Jace had mentioned that he trusted Vienna's instincts, and though Sumayl didn't know Vienna very well (yet) he couldn't help but feel that seeing her disappointed would not have been something he wanted to witness. She was full of such life, optimism and energy that to imagine her upset was almost disturbing to the Ostrega. He wasn't sure why, but Sumayl liked her smile and bubbly optimism too much to ever want to intentionally upset her. The golden outlaw didn't dare examine why he cared so much about a woman he barely knew and had just recently met but there was really no sense in denying the fact that he was quite (and quickly) smitten with her. She had swept him (literally) off his feet, after all upon their first meeting, was anything less then being smitten with Vienna expected?

A chuff, the deep baritones telling Sumayl the fellow pack mate that had stumbled across him was male, penetrated the sleepy tunes of the birds, alerting Sumayl to the fact that he was no longer alone. Technically, he wasn't alone at all when he was in pack lands, but even so, he turned, golden gaze sweeping his surroundings, stopping when they landed upon his companion. An ironic little smirk tugged at the edges of Sumayl's lips, wondering if he had some sort of psychic ability he wasn't aware of and had unintentionally summoned Vienna's over-protective brother with his thoughts. Sumayl understood that this meeting could go one of two ways: either they could get off on a better foot than they started with or it could go horribly awry and without Vienna present as a mediator it might not, if that was the path it took, end prettily. Sumayl, however, wanted to make an effort to be civil with Jace as long as the other man didn't proceed to chide him as if he were nothing more than a small child. “Hey,” Sumayl greeted the higher ranked male with a slight bow, recognizing Jace's position as Beta Male. Sumayl might have been uncouth and confrontational but he didn't presume to break ranks like some sort of heathen.