07-28-2018, 09:02 PM
Izuku, of course, isn't prepared for the attack. The feline lets out a little squawk as the snow hits his face. He wobbles, desperately whirling his wings to right himself. He gives Kirishima a vaguely insulted look. It's joking, of course, because there's a little devious grin on his maw. "Really?" He says, shaking his head. Then, after a long moment, uses his wings to try and propel snow back. He can't use his front paws very well, and it'd be good exercise for his wings, right? .. They were pretty good at shoving snow around, anyways. So he does. He dips his wings farther into the snow, and then yanks them upwards for try and unload a bunch of snow into Kirishima's face. He was undefeated in snow fights. Except for when he was crippled. That happens a lot. A lot more than it should, at least. There was a reason everybody was disappointed in him, goddamn.
//in this household we're all low muse
//in this household we're all low muse
[glow=black,2,300]I WONT BE HERE LONG AT ALL ☀[/glow]
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