04-21-2009, 10:40 PM
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He sighed as he set the glass down. Poor simpleton. Oh, well. "Trust me, it's yellow. It just looks green because it's mixed with the black," he retorted, spinning on the stool as he thought about the rest of what Haven had said. Can't go back there? Huh... He squinched his eyes up tightly as he thought, his snout wrinkling with concentration. Why on earth would he not be allowed to go back? Was he banished? Had he killed someone? Oiy, the orange guy seemed like a piece of work. He couldn't even tell yellow from green, and then he was sayign that he lived in an old abandoned bar because he couldn't go home to his pack. Crimson Dreams was the most kind, forgiving pack from what Vukasin had heard from others...
Stopping mid-spin, he looked right at the other guy, face still scrunched in thought. "Why can't you go back? Did they kick you out or something?" He wasn't trying to be rude or to pry, but it seemed to bother the guy, and even in his tipsy state, Vuk was enough himself for his heart to start bleeding the instant someone started to pout, snifle, or frown.
He sighed as he set the glass down. Poor simpleton. Oh, well. "Trust me, it's yellow. It just looks green because it's mixed with the black," he retorted, spinning on the stool as he thought about the rest of what Haven had said. Can't go back there? Huh... He squinched his eyes up tightly as he thought, his snout wrinkling with concentration. Why on earth would he not be allowed to go back? Was he banished? Had he killed someone? Oiy, the orange guy seemed like a piece of work. He couldn't even tell yellow from green, and then he was sayign that he lived in an old abandoned bar because he couldn't go home to his pack. Crimson Dreams was the most kind, forgiving pack from what Vukasin had heard from others...
Stopping mid-spin, he looked right at the other guy, face still scrunched in thought. "Why can't you go back? Did they kick you out or something?" He wasn't trying to be rude or to pry, but it seemed to bother the guy, and even in his tipsy state, Vuk was enough himself for his heart to start bleeding the instant someone started to pout, snifle, or frown.