07-29-2018, 02:24 AM
A bird-headed feline, it was a fucking bird-headed feline. He had almost come to question it until the creature spoke his name, making the hairs on the back of his neck rise until it looked like he had a lion’s mane. The ragdoll knew instantly who this was: Tokoyami. His teeth glinted in the light, still growling a beastly rumble. His feet were burning now, melting the soil…literally melting the soil. He blinked, looked immediately to his paws and saw the molten ground beneath him. He stepped away, tail straightening in mild disbelief. Hah! His quirk? He felt his chest flutter, an almost childish excitement erupting within his chasm of anger but he, for once, chose to listen to Tokoyami’s words in favour of ensuring his own benefits. Join the Typhoon, this island-dwelling clan. He doesn’t particularly mind the thought considering it meant he could spend more time worrying about getting home over trying to chase after bloody rodents. ”I walked here, birdbrain. You think I just materialised out of nowhere?” he replies angrily, suddenly breathing fire and stopping to hack a few smokey coughs. It did not feel good. It felt like he had just swallowed charcoal, lowering his head with wide eyes. This was different to his explosion quirk, so different.
And then another approaches.
A jaguar, calmly assessing the situation. His calmness, however, felt different to Tokoyami’s. It was a sort of intimidating nonchalance, like that of a powerful being who lived, breathed and belonged in this wretched world. Then, the creature speaks and his ears perk in alarmed annoyance: ”It’s Bakugou, y’can’t just nickna –“ Sorry, what? Captain of this place? He grumbles underneath his breath then takes another shot, ”Yeah okay.” He’ll let bird-head explain how they knew each other considering Bakugou was surprised Tokoyami had even recognised him. Hell, Bakugou hadn’t even recognised himself when he first saw his reflection in a puddle. He thought someone was playing a reflective joke on him until he noticed his own paws and moving ears.
And then another approaches.
A jaguar, calmly assessing the situation. His calmness, however, felt different to Tokoyami’s. It was a sort of intimidating nonchalance, like that of a powerful being who lived, breathed and belonged in this wretched world. Then, the creature speaks and his ears perk in alarmed annoyance: ”It’s Bakugou, y’can’t just nickna –“ Sorry, what? Captain of this place? He grumbles underneath his breath then takes another shot, ”Yeah okay.” He’ll let bird-head explain how they knew each other considering Bakugou was surprised Tokoyami had even recognised him. Hell, Bakugou hadn’t even recognised himself when he first saw his reflection in a puddle. He thought someone was playing a reflective joke on him until he noticed his own paws and moving ears.