Yura is STILL trigger happy and J’thel can’t get away from it
“You have GOT to stop doing this!” J’thel’s strident tone was only matched by his panicked pacing as he strode back and forth, to and fro, tail viciously swinging and twitching as he took in the carnage around him. Things were supposed to be simple. He knew his way around a conversation. Even in the face of danger he knew how to take care of himself! So, then, how had he come to be surrounded by the bruised and groaning bodies of ruffians? Yura, of course. It was ALWAYS Yura.
Prompt: When Pigs Fly
Yura is tired of dealing with Alphinaud’s aversion to swimming aka this is goofy writing from my ill mind but it was fun
“I’m sure you’ll be fine, it’s really not that deep.” J’thel was struggling to withhold his laugher as he observed Alphinaud’s staring contest with his own reflection, the younger boy struggling with the internal debate raging within him. It seemed a simple enough task to cross the water, the largest threat remaining the water that may soak into their boots and settle for a few spare hours. However, what should have been such a simple thing hard turned into an arduous mental debate. And so, for what felt like hours had Alphinaud and his companions sat, J’thel and Alisaie looking on at him as Yura sat with waning patience not far off.