Wheeling Gull Isle we fuel the fire, the spark

Sumayl couldn't help but mirror Vienna's grin, idly wandering in some far off corner of his mind, how long he could keep his priorities in their current order. Hopefully, he could restrain some much needed self control and focus on what was important in his life at the current point in time. Sumayl had a habit of putting women first and slacking for the short time that the dates seemed to last. Sumayl had no issue getting girls, it was the whole “find one to spend the rest of his life with” that would stay with him seemed to be the part that tripped him up. “Most of the time it's a pain in the ass,” But that was just Sumayl's personal opinion on the fact of having lots of siblings. “A lot of siblings means that some of you definitely get skipped over,” Not that Sumayl meant to sound ungrateful for Takalv and Harlyn's generosity because, realistically, without the Alpha pair taking in the orphaned Ostrega's Sumayl and his siblings might not have lived. Actually, the chances were better that they would have died, then they were for survival. “You can have some of mine if you want,” Sumayl offered seriously, before he broke out with a laugh, though there was a part of him that had been serious even in the face of the partial jest.

Sumayl wasn't particularly sure if any of his siblings were looking for him, neither did it really matter, he supposed. It mattered in a semblance of course because they were his siblings and despite what he said about them being pains in the ass he did love them. Wouldn't exchange them for the world, and if they were to find him, he wouldn't spurn their presence. Family had to stick together, after all because at the end of the day it was all you'd have left. Just the wolves that loved you and that you loved. Sumayl fell silent then, unsure what was appropriate to ask her before deciding that perhaps the moment didn't need to have conversation in it. He wasn't very used to taking the time to get to know girls, and when faced with the desire to want to know her, to know what made her tick and what made her cringe and all that good personality driven stuff he was left stumbling around in the dark feeling for the light switch.