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Just what I interpreted. I have heard of the names, however, so, there you go! This is a guess in a way a fanfiction. Hope you enjoy! I will add a new chapter whenever I have the need of writing something Kagerou Project related. ** Credits to Shizen no Teki-P! **

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Chapter Ten: Just One Problem

   Toklo

   It was the next day. Sunlight filtered into our hollowed stump. I saw Ujurak's lump of body, breathing up and down. His black eyes opened and stared at me.
   "Morning," Ujurak wheezed.
   That was weird.
   "Are you ok?" I grumbled. Taking care of a younger bear is a lot of work!
   Ujurak sheepishly took away a paw from his shoulder. The wound from yesterday, was still bleeding.
   "Why didn't you tell me this before?!" I exploded. "You should've told me so I could've helped you!"
   Ujurak stared down. "I'm going for a walk." He said and walked out of the stump.
   I fixed my eyes on him. Maybe I should watch him.
   I slowly walked out, looking at the ground in case prey was nearby. Then I heard a click. 
   No, no, no! Another flat-face with his mindless firestick. Another one was on Ujurak. Ujurak darted behind a tree and several bangs made dents in it.
  "No!" A flat-face was yanking a flat-face's shoulder. "That bear should be left alone and the other is a human!"

    Ujurak

   I felt the fur shrink down, being replaced by strawberry blonde skin. My only fur left was on top of my head and brown pelts draped over me. A girl flat-face was peeking over the tree.
   "Hi there." She said. The girl looked at my shoulder. "You need some treatment for that."
   "Treatment?" I echoed.
   "It won't hurt!" The girl assured me. "Maybe some stinging. Now are you 9 or 10?"
   "9? 10?" I asked.
   "I'll leave you as 9." The flat-face smiled and guided me to the flat-faces with the firesticks. 
   I tried not to let a growl at them.
  "Ujurak!" I heard Toklo say. "Get out of there!"
  "I can't!" I turned to where Toklo's voice was. I caught a glimpse of brown fur behind a boulder.
  The flat-faces stared at me. "You just... roared!" One flat-face said.
  "Anyways," The girl said. "I'll bring you to my home. Maybe I could fix your wound."
  Home? I thought.

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