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And just like that, the peace is broken. A roar echoes across the open tundra, and Izuku jolts, eyes growing wide as his muscles tense beneath his pelt. What was happening? Izuku's gaze flickers from side to side as he turns his head, his instincts going haywire in a moment. Was it an attack? On him, or someone else? Was someone hurt? Izuku just doesn't know, and the next thing the green-furred feline knows is that one moment he's standing still, and the next he's running, flying(metaphorically. his wings can't hold him up, yet.) over the frosted grass.
Another few moments, and Izuku's eyes catch the large form of -- something. A lion, maybe? Izuku isn't sure, their fur is just so dark, and the air is heavy with the scent of blood. Izuku feels a rush of panic as his gaze flickers over the other's form. They were hurt, right? How? Would they let Izuku close enough to help? Ideally, Izuku would like to help without the other killing him in blind panic. There was a pretty massive power imbalance here, what with Izuku's lack of regularly functioning quirk. Well -- he didn't have strength, but he did have electricity, and that was generally helpful in small doses.
"Wh -- What happened?" Izuku demands, his voice high with his panic and hysteria. He smells smoke, but mostly just blood. His breath comes out shaky, because god, this definitely reminds him of when he first woke up as a cat, first -- just blood and pain. (he hadn't had actual injuries, luckily. he probably would have actually died again, if he had). "Wh -- Where are you hurt?" Izuku tries again, drawing closer and rounding around the lion to the other's front. It take a lot of willpower to keep from slipping back into Japanese in his hysteria(he was generally calmer too, but -- flashbacks. He wasn't good with this much blood.), and his accent is heavy as he speaks.
In all honesty, Izuku must be an odd sight for Aizawa to see, first thing -- definitely not the greatest introduction into the great wide world of whats-it. He was pretty non-standard, even by this world's standards -- he wouldn't have been able to imagine how it would have been to see first thing. All green fur and wings, a feline face demanding to know something or another.
Well, either way, Izuku was just glad he'd brought his bag along with him this time. His conjuration or whatever it was called was unreliable at best, possibly due to his lack of practice. He didn't exactly have time to play a game of 'is this what you need?' while somebody is possibly bleeding out before your eyes.

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