it's raining somewhere — open, competition

[arcy]

Honestly, Izuku was pretty terrible at hunting. Like -- okay, not awful, but not good, either. He got caught in a tree root one time when he was doing it. Kismetpaw hadn't even helped him. Rude. So, even after all this time, and having at least learned more since then, Izuku was ... kinda reluctant to participate. It doesn't help his vision is so flaky. But Izuku -- wants to be helpful. The prey needed to be killed, even if it was set up in a fun way. So it's with reluctance that Izuku approaches, ears pressed back warily. Hunting ... Hunting, hunting, hunting. How does he go about that again, then? Properly, he means. Not in the clumsy, flailing way he usually did it. Hunting crouch, quiet? Uh --
When Atbash suggests teams, Izuku pauses to blink at her. He'd like that -- teams. Backup, not being alone and all that. The whole situation reminded him a little too much of -- well, no, he wasn't gonna get into that. But still, Izuku spends a moment glancing between Aizawa and Atbash, trying to decide if he should go or wait for Aizawa's input. An hour -- they had an hour. Uh. Izuku would need all the time he could get. So, finally, still reluctantly, Izuku sighs and spins on his paws to dash off without a word. He's not in a conversational mood anyways. Oh -- but where does he start? Ah. Now that's the real question.

☀ what was i worth