The Sunspire The Dawn is breaking

Jace turned at his call and steered towards him. Summer braced himself for impact for a few seconds as it didn't look like he was planning on stopping. Shock kept him from reacting badly, so when Jace finally did skid to a halt before him, he was able to recover quickly and look upon his friend with a neutral expression although his heart still pounded in his ears.

Summer had thought he had a lot to say to his packmate. After their little argument, he'd thought over what he wanted to say to him over and over again the next time they met. Apologies were first and foremost, although there was a good amount of intent there for him to better explain what he had been trying to communicate before. Now, with his gaze settled upon the stoic face, his throat felt dry and his mind empty. "Hey," he replied, falling silently immediately after.

Summer swallowed an awkward lump in his throat and shuffled his paws a little. His mind reeled as he attempted to come up with something to say next, but there was nothing. Not even a "sorry bro". Perhaps this would be one of those guy make-ups where after a minute or so of awkward pause, they'd begin to discuss something completely unrelated, ending with a nice bro hug that, while not actually using words to express it, was all the apology that they needed to move on. Or, maybe they'd already moved on and Summer is just an awkward butt.