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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 10:13 am
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 12:14 pm
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Jua was having his own issues. Yu wouldn't talk to him since he had told her what happened with Ursa... They had known each other since they were cub's! How could she just dump him because he had slept with someone else? He hadn't even really realized that Yu thought they were dating! But then again... he tended to miss a lot of signals like that. How could that be his fault though? He didn't know any better! Gah, women.
"Listen, Yu..." He said, reciting his own plans for how to win her back, "I was stupid. It's all my fault." Ursa's suggestion. To win a woman back, you had to promise that it was all your fault and that they hadn't done anything wrong. And he guessed that she really hadn't done anything bad... he was the jerk who slept with his brother's sorta-kinda-girlfriend... and he had heard no end of that particular story when he met up with Ursa again and she had gone on... and on... and on about how she and Azar had finally gotten together, and then he ran off. What was wrong with his family? Seriously. They were all a bunch of nuts.
His sister attacked him, on top of everything else, for protecting the girl who had dumped him. What kind of bizar realationship black hole had he stepped on exactly? What God had he completely pissed off to have everyone teaming up against him?
"Okay... let's try again." He said with a nod, hating the idea of moping around. He wouldn't let himself do that. He was going to win Yu back, he just had to act like himself again! Like the man she cared about, the man she -apparently- loved. He would sort this out.
And he was about to open his mouth to practice again... when he heard a voice he happened to know quite well. Azar? So the coward had finally decided to show his face after all. Jua closed his mouth and walked towards the sound of his brother's voice.
What was he doing? Reciting something? ...Well, they were related he supposed.
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Posted: Sat Aug 15, 2009 11:08 am
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"The thing is." He mumbled, his whiskers drooping. To look at him you would think that he really was talking to her. That Ursa, angry Ursa, stood before him, scowling and angry and desperate to rip his throat out, and he the grovelling fool.
"The thing is, I don't know what happened. One minute it was normal and the next you...you got to me." He gave a cry of exasperation and kicking out at the sand (this seemed to be becomign a bit of a habit with him) turned back away from the direction of Ursa's den. Azar did not know a lot of things but he knew this: he was not ready to face her yet, not without being able to express how he felt.
Which was, currently, proving impossible.
And, as he turned, his eyes fell upon his brother and he gave a growling sigh, trying to move in an arch around him. Who knows, maybe he wouldn't bother him.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 2:21 pm
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