05-06-2018, 10:22 PM
Just as when he had woken up, a low rumble started to resonate in his chest. He's surprised by it for a moment, the sound getting gradually getting louder, his fur standing up along his spine. It all happens naturally, like on instinct. He's uncertain on how to feel about it, as he knows what happened last time he acted on instinct. Even so, his claws extend and flex, digging into the dirt. He wants to think rationally, but fight-or-flight is kicking in and his brain is going on auto-pilot, until he just accepts the fact that his body is gearing towards a fight.
He knows he probably shouldn't, as he has no battle knowledge--but he still goes on to strengthen his warning growl.
Aizawa glances back at Izuku, thankful he's cooperating. Despite how he acted or what he said to the kid, he didn't want him to get hurt. Besides, maybe this might provide them both a good chance at adjusting more to their bodies. He didn't feel comfortable, not knowing how to defend himself, at least.
He remembers back to when he had come there, and like then, he releases a small noise similar to a roar. It isn't as loud or powerful--it's just a warning, a threat that if they didn't move on, there would be trouble. Quickly afterwards, the noises stop, the stranger obviously weighing their options. Or they were just passing through and had been startled by his sound. Either way, he stands frozen, tail lashing behind him and ears flickering about.
There's a long, almost concerning pause. The male continues to stare ahead and wait, anticipating an attack. But there is none. While they should have used that time to try and get away, he stays put, despite him telling his body to move. Why couldn't he move his legs? They had to leave before things got ugly. But even rationally telling himself that doesn't make himself budge.
Before he knows it, he's stalking forward, his steps slow and deliberate. Then he stops just before where they were hiding. Before he can make any further moves, though, the form of someone shoots out. He's leapt onto before he can register what's happening, a startled yell escaping him as they roll back, both of them tumbling back and nearly crushing Izuku.
"SPEECH"
He knows he probably shouldn't, as he has no battle knowledge--but he still goes on to strengthen his warning growl.
Aizawa glances back at Izuku, thankful he's cooperating. Despite how he acted or what he said to the kid, he didn't want him to get hurt. Besides, maybe this might provide them both a good chance at adjusting more to their bodies. He didn't feel comfortable, not knowing how to defend himself, at least.
He remembers back to when he had come there, and like then, he releases a small noise similar to a roar. It isn't as loud or powerful--it's just a warning, a threat that if they didn't move on, there would be trouble. Quickly afterwards, the noises stop, the stranger obviously weighing their options. Or they were just passing through and had been startled by his sound. Either way, he stands frozen, tail lashing behind him and ears flickering about.
There's a long, almost concerning pause. The male continues to stare ahead and wait, anticipating an attack. But there is none. While they should have used that time to try and get away, he stays put, despite him telling his body to move. Why couldn't he move his legs? They had to leave before things got ugly. But even rationally telling himself that doesn't make himself budge.
Before he knows it, he's stalking forward, his steps slow and deliberate. Then he stops just before where they were hiding. Before he can make any further moves, though, the form of someone shoots out. He's leapt onto before he can register what's happening, a startled yell escaping him as they roll back, both of them tumbling back and nearly crushing Izuku.
"SPEECH"