Izuku doesn't usually like to swear, much less in English, but -- where the fuck is he. There's a bandanna wrapped around his eyes, because he's injured and trying to see isn't worth the migraine, thank you, but somehow Izuku's wanderings lead him to where he is now. Which is -- exactly nowhere. There's a river rushing next to his hears, and with a few sniffs of the air, he's -- oh. How'd he get here? Izuku's nose scrunches in his puzzlement, but it's gone quickly, if only because of the deep ache it causes. Moving just about anything on his face still kind of hurts -- the wounds were kinda deep. They'd been getting treated just fine, though -- Izuku had been doing his best to do them on his own but. He couldn't see. So Izuku did get help -- mostly Jacob, because the other was, in fact, the superior medic here, but sometimes other people.
Oh, but he's getting distracted. How'd he find his way to the field? This is puzzling and a little concerning(he hadn't even had to cross the river!!), especially because Izuku isn't sure how to get home from here. He shouldn't be this far out -- how hadn't he realized that he'd walked that far? At the very least, though, once Aizawa notices he's been missing for particularly long, this'll probably be one of the first places he checks. Unless he thinks it's too out for little blind, injured Izuku. (he's kidding. Aizawa should know by now that no injury, big or small, would even cause Izuku's pace to falter.) That's not ideal, though -- he doesn't want to get chewed out for leaving the territory on his own. But Izuku doesn't want to inconvenience anyone with his restlessness, even though a few people have offered to chaperone Izuku.
It's kind of comforting, though, being surrounded by the tall grass and plants again. He'd met Amunet here, where he'd become aware of the groups. It'd taken a week on his own before he guiltily left the field to join a group -- he'd been separated from Todoroki for a few weeks at least by that point, and Izuku just couldn't put up with the paranoia of being on his own. He doesn't really regret it, though -- he missed the bicolor a lot, of course, but he's content as he is in Snowbound. He felt comfortable being there and no, that wasn't just because of Uraraka and Aizawa's presence. That helped, but they didn't even really like it there? It was cold. Izuku, however, had come to prefer the cold, and the field, for the chill in the air, was almost too warm for Izuku's tastes. He liked his clanmates, though(yes, all of them, even cry. maybe not hisoka, but the other had been absent anyways), and the traditions, and he even liked his position as Tenderfoot. I mean, he wasn't great at medicine, it always got messy in his head, but he liked it! He likes being surrounded by people again, and he's not sure he'd give it up again even if given the option.
Still, in the field, Izuku sighs. There's not a lot to do here besides nap and grab some herbs. But Izuku can't carry anything, and he doesn't trust his conjuration right now. Oh well. The Maine Coon's tail swishes as he pokes about, nabbing a little marigold as he spots it, and tucks it behind his ear. It was a poor substitute for the flower crowns he'd made last time, but he liked it. A little more restless wandering, and Izuku finds himself perched on a tree branch, grinning wide. Killua had taught him to climb trees, a while ago -- Izuku had gotten better, enough that he could do this even with his apparent lack of sight. He felt safer in trees, anyways -- he was a little more open and easy to spot than he was in the grass, but not everyone could climb. Or, if they could, were determined enough to climb just to beat him, apparently. What was even with that? Izuku hadn't done anything to them.
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