Dreamwalker

A mother's heart

'I have felt it. Someone broke the locking spell. Who...? How?'

Inikus- Inko for you all - is worried sick.

What if they found him?

What if he found a way to get to them?

'I must go through the dream horizon. I must get to my Idekus!'

In her worried state, she doesn't bother if someone sees her when she gets to the other side of the dream horizon in the forest, full dragon form on display.

And, boy oh boy, has that made an impression.

Let's just say that Aizawa is NOT looking forward to the next parent-teacher meeting with Mrs. Midoriya. Not even a bit.

The students screams, seeing the dragon suddenly popping out of the portal, standing tall, at least 3 or 4 times bigger than Izuku in that form, eyes glowing like white fire and fangs bare, big, sharp teeth horribly in full display.

A ground shattering snarl raises from her throat as she stares around, not even noticing them, shaking their bones nonetheless.

Yup, turns out mother dragons are pretty much the ultimate weapon when it comes to protecting their whelps.

She has come prepared for the worst. For a battle against other dragons.

Nothing could have prepared her for this, instead. A gentle touch into her mind, something she hasn't felt in years...

Irlin?

Old friend. It's nice to see you again. Please relax. She finally looks down, hearing that.

Irlin smiles softly at her.

You...What... How?

Her fear dissipates; she finally registers the scared looks around her, and the dragon form of her child in front of her, shielding his friends with his wings, telling them to calm down, that all is well.

She relaxes, and her small human form rapidly substitutes the scary shape of the dragon, mist fading, gentle eyes already tearing a little as she pants slowly, a confused smile forming on her face.

It is... difficult, actually, for her, to keep her dragon form here. In this world, where her existence as a dragon is so out of place.

But her motherly instincts would always make her react like this in such a situation, so she had transformed anyway.

Irlin, of course, notices and frowns.

"My apologies to everyone. Inikus, Idekus, we have quite a lot to talk about. Do you mind following me to that group of trees, while the others wait here?".

Everyone agrees nodding slowly, but speechless.

Izuku returns to his human form, smiles to the others muttering an apology, and follows his mom and Mistarin under the trees.

The others stare, simply too scared to move or speak.

Their conversation is clearly private, they are not THAT curious that they can't wait a little.

Besides, they feel like disappointing Mrs. Midoriya now wouldn't be a good idea.

I suppose we can all relate, right?

They observe the 3 of them look at each other smiling, and Inko hugs Izuku, telling something softly that makes him blush a little.

Katsuki craves to know what they are saying. They want to keep their distance from the group, but Katsuki is dying to know. He must. He needs to better understand... this. All of this.