04-30-2018, 01:33 AM
It'd been quite a while since Izuku had become a cat.
At least -- three months, more? It hadn't taken long for him to acclimate to his new environment, though that may simply be because Izuku had been forced into 'survival mode' pretty much immediately. Anything after his first few months in the wild was easy. Nothing he'd faced in the clans or even with Todoroki would ever match up with the sheer animalistic fear and hunger and terror of his early existence here. He's surprised that nobody had ever commented on the drastic difference in his behavior, actually -- did they just chalk it up to his death, or what? Because that certainly wouldn't explain his aversion to touch, or his sudden, slightly more pacifistic nature. Or maybe it did, Izuku didn't know a lot about response to trauma. Either way, Izuku was a tenderfoot now -- he'd never expected he'd take up a support role like this without at least an argument. But no, here he was, with his herbs and medicine and he was content. Sure, he'd gotten separated from Todoroki from some dumb mistake, and the only person Izuku was really familiar with was Aizawa, but Izuku was fine.
As for right now -- Izuku is very far from Snowbound territory, right then. Some days he was too restless to stay in Snowbound's territory, and Izuku had decided it wouldn't hurt to look into restocking on some herbs while he wsa out, anyways. Even so, Izuku didn't ... he didn't like the sheer weight of the unease on his shoulders, because he knew nothing was wrong, but he was alone. He'd have dragged along Aizawa, but Izuku had nearly been brushed off last time, and it was kind of weird, anyways.
Even so, the maine coon allows himself to sigh as he pushes his way through the undergrowth. His fur is an odd sort of contrast against the greenery of the birch forest, not quite the right shade to fit in. And if that's not the story of Izuku's life, he's not sure what is. Even among the clans, he was like a puzzle piece just out of place, at least in Izuku's humble opinion. But -- oh, he's getting distracted. Izuku blinks a few moments, somewhat dazed, as he continues half-heartedly scanning the ground for anything of use. He hasn't come up with a lot yet, but it's too be expected. At least there's more to be found than there is in Snowbound.
//[member=560]ochaco[/member] :^))
At least -- three months, more? It hadn't taken long for him to acclimate to his new environment, though that may simply be because Izuku had been forced into 'survival mode' pretty much immediately. Anything after his first few months in the wild was easy. Nothing he'd faced in the clans or even with Todoroki would ever match up with the sheer animalistic fear and hunger and terror of his early existence here. He's surprised that nobody had ever commented on the drastic difference in his behavior, actually -- did they just chalk it up to his death, or what? Because that certainly wouldn't explain his aversion to touch, or his sudden, slightly more pacifistic nature. Or maybe it did, Izuku didn't know a lot about response to trauma. Either way, Izuku was a tenderfoot now -- he'd never expected he'd take up a support role like this without at least an argument. But no, here he was, with his herbs and medicine and he was content. Sure, he'd gotten separated from Todoroki from some dumb mistake, and the only person Izuku was really familiar with was Aizawa, but Izuku was fine.
As for right now -- Izuku is very far from Snowbound territory, right then. Some days he was too restless to stay in Snowbound's territory, and Izuku had decided it wouldn't hurt to look into restocking on some herbs while he wsa out, anyways. Even so, Izuku didn't ... he didn't like the sheer weight of the unease on his shoulders, because he knew nothing was wrong, but he was alone. He'd have dragged along Aizawa, but Izuku had nearly been brushed off last time, and it was kind of weird, anyways.
Even so, the maine coon allows himself to sigh as he pushes his way through the undergrowth. His fur is an odd sort of contrast against the greenery of the birch forest, not quite the right shade to fit in. And if that's not the story of Izuku's life, he's not sure what is. Even among the clans, he was like a puzzle piece just out of place, at least in Izuku's humble opinion. But -- oh, he's getting distracted. Izuku blinks a few moments, somewhat dazed, as he continues half-heartedly scanning the ground for anything of use. He hasn't come up with a lot yet, but it's too be expected. At least there's more to be found than there is in Snowbound.
//[member=560]ochaco[/member] :^))
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