It was winter. The foothills.

Bakugou walked with his red dragon in a more humanoid form through the snow during a heavy snowstorm. It was becoming increasingly difficult to follow the road, the snowstorm was blinding their vision. As they looked over most of their territory, they noticed someone's tracks. Bakugou had to know and see who the trespasser was on his lands, and until he found the trespasser, he would go through his entire territory again, even all night in such a snowstorm. Determined to find the trespasser, they followed the snow tracks. Following the snow tracks that were almost covered by the new snow of the snowstorm, they still found out where the trespasser stopped, standing already at the entrance of the cave. They went inside, observing the snow and fresh tracks on the stone floor, leading deeper. Until they reached the source of these tracks, you. Who the hell are you?! - Bakugou shouts in a threatening voice. Pointing his sword at you. Don't be too angry, maybe he just got lost in this weather. - Kirishima easily objected, coming closer to you.