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It was by an old abandoned cabin that he finally stopped, tail swishing slightly as he paused to look around. With winter approaching fast, and food beginning to dwindle, the herd’s numbers had decreased in size before the season had even begun. The summer had been unusually dry and the rainy season in the fall had been all but gone, leaving many to disappear from lack of food. 

While still on high alert, Puma noticed something at the edge of the cabin that looked almost like someone had been here earlier, searching for something. Likely the hoof prints of some of the younger outcast studs in the area that were also trying to find enough food to survive the winter season. 

Hearing a few branches and twigs snapping nearby had him on high alert, the centaur stopping as his tail raised slightly, head turning in the direction of the sound. 

  Izuku was only nervous about this because he wasn’t sure how to word what he wanted to say. It was more of a request then a question, even now he was still refining his use of blackwhip. From what he’s heard about this hero then he would be perfect in teaching him how to move around better with it, webs are basically the same thing so it made sense in his mind to ask him for help.     “It’s more of a request then a question, I want to learn to move around like you do with your webs. My quirk lets me manifest my power in a different way that’s basically the same thing, I’ve taken to calling it ‘blackwhip’. I’ve gotten really good with using it but I figured who better to teach me how to be even better with it then the web slinging hero himself?” pulling himself up to the top of a lamppost with blackwhip as a small demonstration of what blackwhip was.

Draco stalked into the shadows, his glowing golden slitted eyes locked on target. the person was someone who had payed him to kill off. setting up his sniper rifle from his hidey hole from up above on the roof. he used his forked tongue to survey his surroundings of what his nose could not pick up. 

Being a chimera created from a snake had it’s advantages. 

“Target acquired, making a clear shot” he muttered to himself “then i can go home and rest for a bit before Lilly comes home” he could tell by his tongue that not only was it going to rain soon, but there was another human presence near bye. a snarling hiss escaped his lips “who the fuck it messing with my target?” he searched as he found a smaller male, with blond hair was near by talking to the target “fucking dammit” he hissed. 

“...Judging by the look on your face, I’m guessing someone told you about who I am, and now you’re wanting to do something about it, yes...?” 

Rowan gave a low sigh, it seemed the quiet evening he’d wanted on his day off wasn’t going to happen this time around. Not that it ever did, of course, but he was pretty used to this type of thing happening. 

“ are you a parking ticket? ‘cause you’ve got fine written all over you.  ”

     at first he thought ben was asking if he HAD a parking ticket, but then it hit him and he felt the secondhand embarrassment from that awful pick up line. 

“Oh, my apologies I didn’t hear you coming. Welcome to my Meditation Gardens, you’re free to stay as long as you’d like, just make sure to be respectful of the plants and small animals that live here.” 

“Still...That’s a lot of damage to take on...You sure you’re okay?” Rowan fretted softly, giving a soft tilt of his head in the process. Sure, he could probably just walk away but against his better judgement he decided to further engage this odd conversation.