07-15-2018, 12:18 PM
Cry swooped down beside Izuku, her crest raising up. She stared at the gifts for a few moments, a growl caught in the back of her throat. This was... untrustworthy. The raven glared at the visitors, her wings tightly pressed against her body. Wasn't the Typhoon the place that attacked that kid so long ago? It was the first time she spoke, screaming out to Killua to find help. The stubborn serval refused, breaking all trust she had for him. She hasn't seen him in a while. She wondered if he was one of those that disappeared.
The raven lifted a talon, reaching to grab onto the maine coon's back, hoisting herself up. She flared her wings protectively, cawing at the visitors. She leaned forward, her frosted tail feather tips spreading out. She didn't trust these monsters. She didn't trust anyone that came out of that pit of hell.
"SPEECH"