06-11-2018, 10:27 PM
Izuku hadn't talked with Natasha a lot, but when she'd simply sort of ... vanished, he'd figured it'd be like everyone else. By this, he means that he didn't think he'd ever see her again. He had been a little saddened by this, but Izuku didn't linger on it long. He hadn't been that close to her, after all.
Maybe his analysis had been a little off, though. See, Izuku had just been wandering about the territory again, as was standard for the Maine Coon. He was still mindful to avoid whatever humans there may be, of course. Still, he scents something ... odd. Bloody? Not strong, but bloody. Izuku's fur prickles as he swallows down the unease, instead picking up the slack. Who'd gotten injured? One of his clanmates? A stranger? Either way, Izuku was at the ready, soft sparks of electricity at his paws as he readies himself to conjure his medkit in an instant. As he gets closer -- a figure. Familiar? Izuku squints as he skids down the rest of the way, stumbling closer and -- oh. It's Natasha. She was back. Where'd she been? Why was she hurt? It was kinda strange to know what she looks like, actually -- Izuku only remembers from scent alone, really.
"Natasha!" Izuku gasps, already scrabbling to conjure his stuff, as he planned. Was Jacob anywhere nearby? Izuku could probably do this himself, and she didn't seem too injured, just tired. "Wh -- Where've you been!" He's still fumbling, various objects appearing in his paws before he sends them back, exasperated. That wasn't what he was looking for. And -- oh, there! Izuku squints at the bag. Most of the supplies weren't fresh, luckily, so he didn't have to worry about figuring out if they were infected or not. Just ... pastes. "N-Nevermind, um -- Can I treat your wounds?" Izuku asks, restless and quick to work as anything. He's already got everything pulled out and in paw, squinting at them as he tries to double check if they were really what he thought they were. Yeah, that was the right color. With this done, Izuku shuffles closer to Natasha, impatiently waiting for her agreement. He doesn't wanna start without any permission while she was still conscious, after all. And then after that, he'd have to get her to camp, right? Or -- obviously. He couldn't just leave her out here with all of the humans and stuff. Did she even know about the humans yet? Or that so many of their members were in the Typhoon? Hm.
Maybe his analysis had been a little off, though. See, Izuku had just been wandering about the territory again, as was standard for the Maine Coon. He was still mindful to avoid whatever humans there may be, of course. Still, he scents something ... odd. Bloody? Not strong, but bloody. Izuku's fur prickles as he swallows down the unease, instead picking up the slack. Who'd gotten injured? One of his clanmates? A stranger? Either way, Izuku was at the ready, soft sparks of electricity at his paws as he readies himself to conjure his medkit in an instant. As he gets closer -- a figure. Familiar? Izuku squints as he skids down the rest of the way, stumbling closer and -- oh. It's Natasha. She was back. Where'd she been? Why was she hurt? It was kinda strange to know what she looks like, actually -- Izuku only remembers from scent alone, really.
"Natasha!" Izuku gasps, already scrabbling to conjure his stuff, as he planned. Was Jacob anywhere nearby? Izuku could probably do this himself, and she didn't seem too injured, just tired. "Wh -- Where've you been!" He's still fumbling, various objects appearing in his paws before he sends them back, exasperated. That wasn't what he was looking for. And -- oh, there! Izuku squints at the bag. Most of the supplies weren't fresh, luckily, so he didn't have to worry about figuring out if they were infected or not. Just ... pastes. "N-Nevermind, um -- Can I treat your wounds?" Izuku asks, restless and quick to work as anything. He's already got everything pulled out and in paw, squinting at them as he tries to double check if they were really what he thought they were. Yeah, that was the right color. With this done, Izuku shuffles closer to Natasha, impatiently waiting for her agreement. He doesn't wanna start without any permission while she was still conscious, after all. And then after that, he'd have to get her to camp, right? Or -- obviously. He couldn't just leave her out here with all of the humans and stuff. Did she even know about the humans yet? Or that so many of their members were in the Typhoon? Hm.
☀ what was i worth
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