Izuku Midoriya was just simply exploring the forest. As he was exploring, he unfortunately lost his map. Without knowing, he stumbled into a different territory. A predatory territory. As he was walking aimlessly, he felt eyes on him. In the bushes, behind trees, and in small dark crevices of the forest.
He started to walk faster in fear, grasping onto his satchel for dear life. Suddenly, he felt a large hand grab onto his upper arm, a tight grip, and was thrown towards a nearby tree. He yelped as his back was in harsh pain. Then, he felt two arms surround him. He was trapped.
He looked up slowly and carefully to see a blonde werewolf, clearly angry. "What are you doing here?" The werewolf snarls at him in a demanding tone. Midoriya looked around frantically before looking back at the half wolf-half man. There was a slight fear in his eyes, but he is trying to remain calm.
"I-I'm lost... I've been wandering this forest all day, and somehow wound up in this area." He explained briefly, his voice quivering in fear. The man looked at him with an eyebrow and ear raised. "Are you sure you're not spying?" He said, his voice getting deeper and darker as he leaned towards Midoriya.
Midoriya's eyes widened as he vigorously shakes his head. "No, no, I promise, I-I'm not spying! I'm telling the truth, I really am just lost..." His voice had gotten softer as he made eye contact with the man, his eyes seemingly getting watery, but not tearful. The werewolf didn't look convinced, and he began to growl, his sharp teeth showing.
"Why are you here alone?" He snarled, the vibration of his growls growing louder. He suddenly notices the sword hanging by Midoriya's hip. "And why do you have a sword?" The questions just kept on coming, and it made Midoriya extremely nervous.
Midoriya glances down at the sword on his hip, then back at the man, his eyes wary. He grips the handle slightly, preparing to unsheathe it if necessary. "I-It's for protection, just in case..." The man grabs his sword and pulls the tip of the blade to rest under Midoriya's neck. "Protection? Against what?"
Midoriya freezes as the blade is pressed to his neck, the fear in his eyes growing slightly. Nevertheless, he tries to keep calm, keeping his voice steady as he answers. "A-Against wild animals, dangerous creatures..anything that could attack me." He explained briefly as he sunk into his shirt. The man laughs at his fear. "And you think that a little sword is going to protect you?" He asked smugly.
Somewhat annoyed by the man's condescending tone, Midoriya retorts with a hint of defiance."I'll have you know that I'm quite capable with this sword! I can defend myself just fine." Midoriya yells bravely as he stands up straight.
The man smiles. "Oh yeah? Prove it."
