04-23-2018, 03:15 AM
Izuku's paws are numb. His tail is too, he thinks -- he'd been out here far longer than he should be. His pelt is dusted with snow, and Izuku can't help but shudder at the chill. He'd never lived somewhere so cold -- Tokyo had always been warm. Snow had been a novelty, something rare and lasted for only the day. He'd stayed a few days in cold places, yes, but it wasn't like -- this. What 'this' was, Izuku wasn't quite sure. It could be a lot of things, really. He had no use for going through the list, now, though -- it'd just distract him, leave him wandering aimlessly. Izuku had gotten into enough trouble for that as it was, he didn't -- he didn't want to freeze to death, or get lost or something. (or attacked again. It wasn't impossible, here -- there was always a false sense of security about clans, when anybody could so easily infiltrate)
He's been hovering around the border, for a while. Izuku isn't sure what he's waiting for -- he's not even sure if he was supposed to be out here alone, young as he was. But out here he was, a little forest-green figure amongst the snow. Like his counterpart, the Maine Coon stuck out like a sore thumb, all bright colors and thick fur. He'd never matched environment as he was now, and that certainly didn't change now.
In his peripheral, Izuku catches a glimpse of -- something. It shouldn't be surprising, given his location, but Izuku can't help but startle anyways, his tail giving a little lash as it registers. He hadn't actually expected to run into anything, anyone, this time, he was hardly emotionally prepared for any sort of interaction right then, but -- well, he can't exactly walk away, can he? It wouldn't be hard to see just about anyone against the open tundra, but Izuku especially. It'd be just be -- rude, maybe.
For a few moments, though, Izuku just can't bring himself to move. It feels wrong, in a way -- he can't explain what, but just something about the blurry little figure below. Something a little deeper than typical paranoia, but also something Izuku simply just -- waves away. It doesn't matter. He's not sure it ever does. So the Maine Coon bunches himself up and leaps from the ledge he'd been situated on, wading through snow to approach the figure. It appears to be a cat, definitely still black in color, but Izuku can still see the green highlights here. Confident and relaxed, and also wearing a tie, apparently. Izuku swallows past the lump in his throat as he braces himself to greet the stranger. He's uneasy. It feels wrong.
"H-Hello," Izuku greets as he approaches, resisting the urge to shrink away. He did tend to be a little timid around strangers these days, but this was getting ... a little much for Izuku's tastes. Instead, the green-furred feline allows himself to seat himself, tail twitching restlessly as he curls it around his paws. It's a long few moments before he can bring himself to continue, and he blinks bright green eyes as he starts over his greeting, different this time. "Ah -- Welcome to Snowbound. What brings you here?" The Maine Coon questions, his head tilting.He's still not quite sure how he's supposed to greet strangers, having only seen a few border encounters, but he does his best to mimic the friendly professionalism(??) that he'd seen then. It doesn't work very well. Izuku would be a terrible professional.
//SLAMS FIST AND WHEEZES
He's been hovering around the border, for a while. Izuku isn't sure what he's waiting for -- he's not even sure if he was supposed to be out here alone, young as he was. But out here he was, a little forest-green figure amongst the snow. Like his counterpart, the Maine Coon stuck out like a sore thumb, all bright colors and thick fur. He'd never matched environment as he was now, and that certainly didn't change now.
In his peripheral, Izuku catches a glimpse of -- something. It shouldn't be surprising, given his location, but Izuku can't help but startle anyways, his tail giving a little lash as it registers. He hadn't actually expected to run into anything, anyone, this time, he was hardly emotionally prepared for any sort of interaction right then, but -- well, he can't exactly walk away, can he? It wouldn't be hard to see just about anyone against the open tundra, but Izuku especially. It'd be just be -- rude, maybe.
For a few moments, though, Izuku just can't bring himself to move. It feels wrong, in a way -- he can't explain what, but just something about the blurry little figure below. Something a little deeper than typical paranoia, but also something Izuku simply just -- waves away. It doesn't matter. He's not sure it ever does. So the Maine Coon bunches himself up and leaps from the ledge he'd been situated on, wading through snow to approach the figure. It appears to be a cat, definitely still black in color, but Izuku can still see the green highlights here. Confident and relaxed, and also wearing a tie, apparently. Izuku swallows past the lump in his throat as he braces himself to greet the stranger. He's uneasy. It feels wrong.
"H-Hello," Izuku greets as he approaches, resisting the urge to shrink away. He did tend to be a little timid around strangers these days, but this was getting ... a little much for Izuku's tastes. Instead, the green-furred feline allows himself to seat himself, tail twitching restlessly as he curls it around his paws. It's a long few moments before he can bring himself to continue, and he blinks bright green eyes as he starts over his greeting, different this time. "Ah -- Welcome to Snowbound. What brings you here?" The Maine Coon questions, his head tilting.He's still not quite sure how he's supposed to greet strangers, having only seen a few border encounters, but he does his best to mimic the friendly professionalism(??) that he'd seen then. It doesn't work very well. Izuku would be a terrible professional.
//SLAMS FIST AND WHEEZES
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