How dare he.

How dare this rabbit strut into his territory and act so brazenly?

Perched on a thick branch, Bakugou's keen eyes followed the mop of green curls through the forest, staying curled on his haunches to get a better perspective. The humidity seeped into his bones, the need to pounce seemed to wind him up.

There, gleaming under the rays of sun, the gold hues bounced off green leaves; A rather stunning display. Clasped in a black holster was the barbarians dagger.

Held so recklessly in the hands of a thief.

"No one likes a thief." He remarked with a force grunt.

Bakugou swung himself up, a low sound emanating within his chest. He wanted it back.