Our once barren world // private, Izuku // now brimmed with light

[arcy]

The whole thing about the whole leadership changes and the such were a little jarring to Izuku, in all honesty. Mostly, though -- that was a lot of responsibilities to put on Jacob's shoulders, wasn't it? Not only did he have his responsibilities as Frosthealer, but he also had to act as leader and keep the group afloat. That was ... a lot, Izuku just hoped Jacob could keep up with it all. It was stressful to even think about, in Izuku's personal opinion. (his opinion, however, is a little skewed.)
Well, either way, Izuku had a training session to attend. He was actually kind of looking forwards to it -- for however much Izuku knew about medicine at the moment, it was a very finicky sort of thing. He knew a lot of the basics, of course -- Izuku could treat injuries and burns on the more minor side of the scale, but other than that -- unfortunate. On good days he could recall other stuff, like stitching basics or illnesses, but otherwise it'd take a whole lot of willpower to remember. He was normally good at memorizing stuff like this, but, again, he wasn't a natural medic. He was a fighter, when it came down to it, all claws and teeth, always at the front lines. He didn't ... enjoy it, though. The blood and the fear just ... wasn't his thing. He liked helping people, though, however he could, and -- well, medicine was not only the easiest route for such a thing, but also something he enjoyed learning despite his struggles. (he'd said all of this a lot of times, but even so!! Plus, he might need to rehearse it all to Jacob later, to get the wolfdog an idea of where Izuku was now)
"Hi, Jacob!" Comes Izuku's soft chirp as he rounds around to enter the little cavern(??). Jacob appears to be reviewing the herbs, and Izuku grimaces as he recalls how low they must be. Izuku went out of the territory fairly frequently, and did his best to collect stuff while he was out(more marigold than should be logically expected only a few miles out from tundra, honestly), but it wasn't enough, when the territory around them was so cold. He only hopes it gets better with summer, if not later spring -- most of the snow should be melted by then, though it'd still be awfully cold to find a whole lot of what they need. Or -- he's getting kind of off track. Not too far, luckily, but still farther than he needs to be. With this, the maine coon seats himself silently, waiting for Jacob to explain exactly what they'd be doing.

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