They were low on herbs. It was pretty undeniable -- Izuku had kept his personal herb stock up with frequent visits out of the territory. But he couldn't walk that far and it hurt so bad to walk even this far. This would be less of a problem if Izuku weren't so concerned about his clanmates -- everyone was just getting into trouble and Izuku was worried if he let the stock get too low he'll run out and be unable to treat anybody else who get themselves hurt. Which is actually how Izuku got himself into this. The Maine Coon scours the ground for herbs as he limps along, and his bandages are soaked and it feels gross. It's like wet clothes, but worse and it's just so uncomfortable. It's fine, though, it's fine. He just has to deal with it for .. he's not sure? A month? Till it gets better.
Okay, okay, but still. He had to check out the island, too. The feline hovers next to the water of the lake, but his legs are shaking. His leg. His one uninjured leg. He can't swim. Both because of the injury and just because he can't. ... or he can but he just can't, mentally. How many times had he nearly drowned? Far too many, it was a wonder Izuku wasn't more bothered by it all. The feline spends a long few moments just staring at the water, blinking hesitantly. The gleam of the water hurts his eyes. ... Should he ask somebody to check it out for him? He doesn't wanna bother anyone, but it's kinda important. Just a little. The Maine Coon huffs as he shuffles away from the water, and scans around the area with a nervously swishing tail. Were any of his clanmates nearby? Hopefully they wouldn't mind too much, cause the water was cold. And logically nothing should be growing over there, either -- the weather was a fluctuating mess, y'know.

//[member=321]melantha[/member]

Izuku wasn't a hunter by any means, honestly. Maybe if he knew, he could consider himself more ... useful, maybe? He wanted to do good for Snowbound, for anyone at all, but it was just ... hard. He'd tried to learn when he was in his old group, when he still didn't have any interest in medicine. But it hadn't really ... been a lot. He'd caught a few things, of course, but he had more of a chance of getting stuck than actually catching anything. He'd suppose Melantha and he were incredibly similar in strange ways if he knew much of anything about the cougar.
Izuku can't help but start when he hears Melantha's voice. He'd seen her approach, of course, looking about as he was, but it's hard not to sometimes. The green Maine Coon offers Melantha a bright smile as she speaks, tail giving a sweep. He liked Melantha -- she made him a little nervous sometimes, but he trusted her! "Hi Melantha!" Izuku chirps. He tries not to shy away when he catches Melantha looking at his leg -- people would naturally wonder what that was about. It's not like he burned his entire foreleg with his own electricity or anything. They didn't even know what it looked like, unlike Izuku. Right, anyways. Did he need help? Kind of. "I was wondering if there were any herbs or even just plants, on the island over there," It was a pretty big lake, honestly. Luckily The swim wasn't too far? Or, it was for some people. Like Izuku. Still, grinning a little nervously, his tail curls around himself. "... W-would it be a bother, if you could check?" He almost folds in on himself before catching himself, and instead just continues grinning nervously at the cougar. Melantha would be able to swim over without a problem, right? She was big and strong and all that. It was actually really cool -- while Izuku generally had to rely on his electricity due to not knowing how to train, and also being small, she was just naturally strong! Or -- with training natural, he means.