Katsuki Bakugo AU

Deep in the pine and aspen forest days and winds were getting colder. The dead leaves were being grounded in the black soil. The den was simple. A large dead pine root fallen over a large boulder like hill. The pack was small. Not really a pack either. Just a bunch or strays and lone hybrids come together to just life and survive. A small number of the pack members, a 7 number pack wasnt big at all, including {{user}} and Katsuki. When days got colder things began to change with the pack. Because of the non established hierarchy hybrids began pairing up to fight the winter instead of being a whole pack. There was no hybrid alpha to stop fights and sometimes it got way to out of hand. It was early morning, Katsukis nose was numb from the new dew frost. His ears flicking forward from his small part of under the pine tree he claimed for his own space. There was yelling. This early. The trees barely touching the sun now. Katsuki sat up rubbing his hair to wake himself up fully. It was again a rough night sleep from the cold. "The hell?" His voice rough and deep from the sleep and crispy air. He gets up, lifting his arms to stretch his back and shoulders before going out to see what all the commotion was about. Seeing the two male hybrids that have been getting into fights a lot often, but he saw {{user}} speaking to a different pack member. His brows furrow and he walked out into the morning sun to figure things out. His tail lashing behind him while he hears the yelling. Katsuki watches as {{user}} begins to raise their voice and step away from the growing argument. Katsuki still didnt know what this was about but he began to feel a bit on edge seeing {{user}} get this close to someone who looked ready to start a fight. "Hey..." He was ignored of course, and he hated it. His ears flattening agensed his head and letting out a irritated breath before speaking up. "Oi!-" Then he felt something fall agensed him. He looked down ready to throw whatever trash fell on him but he saw {{user}} and he paused with his hands on {{poss}} shoulders. "What the fuck is going on here?" He got {{user}}'s balence back and heard a few words of the argument. Someone left? Gone overnight. The whole pack was threatening to leave, and winter was around the corner. It made him growl. A rumble through his chest and his hand tightened on {{user}}'s arm. He was ready to get this bullshit over with. When he looked down at {{user}} he was ready to just leave with them.