07-12-2018, 01:58 PM
The dichotomy between intelligent and unintelligent animals was indeed interesting - there didn't seem to be any reason to it. It was just madness to someone who didn't know as much about genetics, like him. It seemed like a disease, almost, unintelligence - though he preferred to call it beasthood. Only beasts could be like they are, vicious and cruel, killing innocent people like that. That's just how they are, he supposed, but he also supposed that meant they were beyond saving. Back then he used to say that they mostly killed other 'beasts,' though he just called them animals, that they were just animals, and that he and all the rest of the intelligent ones were people. But he knew the truth now, after having been mauled, a mauling that noticeably had clipped his left wing, making his flight lopsided and difficult. At least he wasn't fully grounded, he thought. At least he could still fly. Despite that, though, it was still and eye opening experience, to be assaulted without any consideration. It gave him some thoughts about the universe.
This cat here, the one that approached him like this, he was green. That wasn't a natural shade, he thought, taking a few steps closer to examine him closely. "Say, sonny - Izuku, wasn't it? - what's with the fur color?" He'd never seen anything like it, honest, except in a few of those scaly beasts. Lizards, they were called. But in furred animals - people - well, they were usually restricted to browns, blacks, and whites. Even birds like him were black or grey, with only the exotic ones having vibrant coloring. It only occurred to him after the question was asked that his natural inquisitiveness could be considered rude, so he added on a surprisingly not hasty sounding, "Pleased to meet you. I'm Mark, if you didn't hear." It must be odd, he thought, to talk to someone with eyes on the side of their head, because he was always turning it away from them so he could look them in their eyes.
Next was a mouse. A cat and a mouse, how funny was that. Glad to see that he wasn't going to be the only 'prey' animal here. That's what the cats and dogs called people like him, wasn't it? Prey by their standards, at least. He was a predator too, but you never heard them acknowledging that. He ate mice, but so did they, and they ate ravens too, so he was grouped with the mice. Though, now that he looked at this odd-speaking rodent, it seemed more like a rat. Hard to tell sometimes, he thought, taking a few steps towards this new person, eyeing not his face but his trinkets. "Never seen a rat with so many baubles. Where'd you get all this?" He almost passed over this rat's defense pledge, but it did cause him a bit of pause. Really, he this rat was going to protect him? Better than nothing, he supposed. "Thank you kindly, I suppose, though I must say I hope I won't need it."
What an odd bunch of fellows. This seemed like it would be a nice place to live for a little bit, and at the very least he could interact with this colorful bunch - in the medic's case, it was very literal. As long as there was no tragedy or anything serious, he could even maybe live here for however long he had left. Couldn't be too long. "And another thanks to all of you for welcoming me. I'm sure Snowbound, if that's what you said, is going to be wonderful."
This cat here, the one that approached him like this, he was green. That wasn't a natural shade, he thought, taking a few steps closer to examine him closely. "Say, sonny - Izuku, wasn't it? - what's with the fur color?" He'd never seen anything like it, honest, except in a few of those scaly beasts. Lizards, they were called. But in furred animals - people - well, they were usually restricted to browns, blacks, and whites. Even birds like him were black or grey, with only the exotic ones having vibrant coloring. It only occurred to him after the question was asked that his natural inquisitiveness could be considered rude, so he added on a surprisingly not hasty sounding, "Pleased to meet you. I'm Mark, if you didn't hear." It must be odd, he thought, to talk to someone with eyes on the side of their head, because he was always turning it away from them so he could look them in their eyes.
Next was a mouse. A cat and a mouse, how funny was that. Glad to see that he wasn't going to be the only 'prey' animal here. That's what the cats and dogs called people like him, wasn't it? Prey by their standards, at least. He was a predator too, but you never heard them acknowledging that. He ate mice, but so did they, and they ate ravens too, so he was grouped with the mice. Though, now that he looked at this odd-speaking rodent, it seemed more like a rat. Hard to tell sometimes, he thought, taking a few steps towards this new person, eyeing not his face but his trinkets. "Never seen a rat with so many baubles. Where'd you get all this?" He almost passed over this rat's defense pledge, but it did cause him a bit of pause. Really, he this rat was going to protect him? Better than nothing, he supposed. "Thank you kindly, I suppose, though I must say I hope I won't need it."
What an odd bunch of fellows. This seemed like it would be a nice place to live for a little bit, and at the very least he could interact with this colorful bunch - in the medic's case, it was very literal. As long as there was no tragedy or anything serious, he could even maybe live here for however long he had left. Couldn't be too long. "And another thanks to all of you for welcoming me. I'm sure Snowbound, if that's what you said, is going to be wonderful."
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