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« on: April 27, 2018, 07:31:48 PM »

August opened his eyes, stared at the brightness that he saw. Where was he? Last he remembered, the lion had been chasing him.. It had pounced on him, and then... And then it had gone dark. Why was he awake? Had he gone blind, was that why all he was seeing was bright white? The deer slowly lifted a leg, but paused when he realised there was something covering it. In fact, there was something covering his entire body, even his head.

He took a moment to gather himself and push himself up into a sitting position. As he moved, snow fell off of him, and his eyes were uncovered. The brightness of the world around him blinded him for a few moments and he winced as his eyes tried their hardest to cope with the overwhelming light. He shook his head, felt and saw snow fall from his antlers. Why was the snow tinted pink? Oh, right! He'd been shedding his velvet when the lion had attacked. Perhaps he was still shedding it?

August looked around at the surrounding area. He appeared to be in a meadow of sorts. Not much different than it had been when he died, then, minus the fact that there was.. a lot more snow now than there had been then. He was still confused about that. How was he even alive? It didn't matter. He just was, and now he had to figure out where he was. The deer stood on shaky legs, slowly shaking them one by one, then his entire body. Snow fluttered to the ground, falling from his pelt. There was still some ice stuck in his fur. He'd have to take care of that later. And his velvet...

He cleared his throat as he began to trot towards an area that looked like it had less snow than the rest. Maybe someone lived near here and could help him out. Who knows what happened to his friends.. He didn't even know how long he'd been out here. How had he not been eaten? Had they searched for him? The thought that they might not have even looked for him made his ears lower, his heart grow cold. Maybe they had left the moment the lion had shown up. He knew he hadn't been the best of friends then, but in his last.. Well, his last moments before death, he'd been trying his hardest to make it up to them. He'd protected them from the lion, even gotten a few hits in! They'd had the chance to run.. But would they have left him behind?

August heaved out a great sigh. This wasn't a nice topic to think upon. He could think about it later, once he had a warm nose and plenty of food. He could hear something in the distance..

"Hello? Is anybody out there?" The deer called out, loud voice echoing slightly.

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« Reply #1 on: April 27, 2018, 11:23:53 PM »
   Welp. Today was a completely normal day in paradise. Snow was drifting, she wasn't in hibernation, and the sky was green! ... what do you mean it isn't green? The bird sighed and lifted her head up. Fine. So she was lying. Could you blame her? She's been bored! The raven has been out of commission for basically a month. There was nothing to do here except for heal and peck at people trying to baby her as her wings healed. Sometimes she wished she died from that fall.

   Cry yawned, perking up as a deer came up... A mauled deer. He looked to be the exact peek condition of health. He was glowing. A fine specimen in beautiful condition. Cry huffed under her breath, rolling her cloudy eyes. Happy opposite day... She mumbled tiredly under her breath, pulling herself to her feet. The raven preened her feathers for a few pregnant moments before hopping down from the tall branch she was on. She skillfully climbed out of the tree, as it quickly became a third nature to her (as walking on these talons had to be second nature, first), slowly hopping over to the deer. She was not much for conversation and only stared up at him.

   He almost seemed blissfully unaware of his own physical state. It was kinda sad, actually. Cry was no creature of mercy, but this was just ... disgusting. What kind of creature left someone in a state like this and didn't finish the job? That was just cruel. Welp. Bambi here seemed to be up and moving just fine. ... somehow. The raven's milky eyes blinked before she raised a brow with the tilt of her head, almost as if she was expecting him to explain himself. It was not every day that someone showed up in such a grotesque condition, after all. He left a pool of blood behind him for crying out loud! The kid just looked .... wounded.

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« Reply #2 on: April 28, 2018, 12:14:37 AM »

August had felt a little bit stupid when he'd called out. Perhaps nobody was there? It was very cold, after all. And rather empty looking. When the raven approached him, he perked up, glad to see there was, indeed, another animal here. He was a little bit confused as to why it hadn't flown; the last time he'd met a bird of any kind who was interested in him, they had taken great joy in flying around him and resting upon his antlers.

He shrugged to himself and lowered his head closer to the bird. A piece of velvet hung from his antlers close to her face, and he tilted his head back at her. It took him a long moment before he opened his mouth to speak.
"Hello. Do you live out here?" He seemed to be unaware of the fact that she wished he'd explain himself, which.. Made sense. Seeing as he had no idea that he looked as he did. The only thing he knew looked pretty bad was the bloody mess atop his antlers, but that happened seasonally and so he was so used to it, he figured others would be too.
"Maybe you can take me somewhere a little bit warmer? I can't seem to feel very much of my body."


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« Reply #3 on: April 28, 2018, 12:52:17 PM »

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"Oh, goodness, are you okay?" Pierce almost asked at the sight of the other's bloodied antlers, but upon further thought, decided against it. He hadn't known a ton of deer - or animals like them - in his life, but from the ones he had known, he'd gathered that this was... pretty normal. At least, he hoped it was, and he wasn't too worried, since this guy didn't seem bothered by it. Still, the smell of blood and the grotesque sight of all of it put Pierce on edge, probably because, not only was blood a bad sign to everyone, but he had grown accustomed to very bad things happening when he saw blood. Pushing crimson-stained memories aside, the serval offered August a warm smile as he approached. "Hi there! This is, ah, Snowbound. This is our home, yeah."

It was cold, he'd agree on that, for sure, but having lived in a similar climate almost his entire life, he'd sort of adapted. There weren't any real physical changes, but he'd just developed a tolerance, he supposed. "Of- of course!" the slender tom told August without much thought. In his old home, they'd had this thing called "auto-acceptance", and along with that, he'd been, like, deputy, or something - he couldn't quite remember -, so he'd never had to worry about talking to anyone when accepting new members. Plus, even if someone wasn't planning on joining, they usually offered them shelter anyway. He wasn't sure if that was how it worked here - he hadn't really been around enough to know -, but it was kind of too late now. "Here," he went on, pulling a blue scarf from his leather satchel and offering it up to the cervidae, "I have a bunch of these. You can keep this one- it should help with the cold." Pierce paused for a moment, glancing over to Cry for a moment before he fixed amber visionaries back on the newcomer. "I'm Pierce, by the way. Pierce Parker. What's your name?"

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« Reply #4 on: April 28, 2018, 01:51:30 PM »

August probably could've cried when he first spotted the serval. It wasn't nearly the size of a lion, but he knew cats like these would gladly eat him if they had the chance. He'd already been killed once by a big cat, why not a second time? He seemed to stiffen up a bit more, expecting a fight. His expectations vanished as the feline proved itself friendly, at least, for the time being. Of course, he reminded himself, not all animals would just attack on sight.

The name of this place was... fitting. He didn't quite understand how any animals could survive here and be happy; the majority of his body was numb, and he rather thought that was because of the snow, not because of any other factors. Although, he supposed his pelt must've been a lot thinner than one a creature that was meant to live in a place like this would have. Servals weren't one of those creatures, though. He wondered how long the serval had been here.

He stared for at least a minute before he carefully lowered his head under the scarf being held up, manoeuvring his antlers  so that the cloth wouldn't get stuck on them. The deer lifted his head and shook it a bit to get the scarf to fall further down. Hm. It did seem to help a bit to ward off the cold, and it wasn't an ugly shade of blue.. "Thank you. It is nice."

August stared at Pierce as he spoke, hazy eyes looking as though they didn't truly see him. He thought for a moment. "That's a nice name. I am.." At this point he paused to think once more, gaze drifting to the side. What was his name? It took him several seconds before a small 'ah!' left him. "August? Yes, I am August."

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« Reply #5 on: April 29, 2018, 09:42:07 PM »
WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob was still trying to wrap his mind around the events of the last few days but that didn't justify breaking his schedule. He knew that if he did that, his health would go on in a downward spiral and it'd be difficult to say when he would come out of that. He couldn't afford that right now; there was too much to do, too much to take care of. He had hardly slept, which he was sure wasn't good, but he knew eventually his body would have to give into the biological need for sleep. His mind could only keep him up for so long before his body gave up. He'd ate way too much last night. He'd hardly kept up with it all and it'd been almost uncontrollable. He'd depleted most of what was left from his supplies in the city, which mostly just left him feel guilty and useless. He'd been reliant on those to carry him until they solidified their alliance with the Typhoon and he'd blown it all in one night. He told himself that he'd go out and scrounge some things up to make up for it but that didn't stop him from feeling bad about the whole thing.

Thankfully, he was distracted from his conscious when he heard an unfamiliar voice coming across the wide, snowy landscape. His legs were starting to bother him again but he knew he'd be fine to make it to wherever the little group was. They didn't sound too far away and he could always head back to the tunnels right after this. When he came close enough to get a good view of the group, his eyes widened slightly. The creature before them looked absolutely ravaged and his felt terror twist his stomach as he tried to think of what to do. However, Pierce asked about August's well being before Jacob got the opportunity and the deer didn't seem to be in any sort of pain and he hadn't reacted negatively to Pierce's question so Jacob supposed all was well. After seeing Silentgrave, he honestly wasn't sure what to think about anyone's physical conditions. It was so hard to keep up as a doctor these days with all the strange creatures that came around these parts. "Hi, August. 'M Jacob, i's real nice ta' meet ya'. Would ya' like me ta' show ya' back ta' our camp so ya' can get outta' this cold weather for a bit? We got things ta' eat n' drink back there too, if ya' need anythin'," he offered. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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« Reply #6 on: April 29, 2018, 10:01:48 PM »

August hadn't heard the wolfdog approaching, but then again, August probably wouldn't have heard anything around him as long as he was focused on speaking to Pierce. He paused for a moment as the canine's words began processing in his head. It was confusing. Was the dog speaking gibberish to him?

He swung his head around to face Jacob, strips of velvet swinging forward when his head stopped. A few bits fell off. August's gaze flicked to the fallen velvet for a good few seconds before he looked back to the dog. He stared. And stared. Then finally, the words made sense to him and he began to speak his response.

"Hello, Jacob. I would like it if you did, it is rather cold out here. Although.." August squinted his hazy eyes for a moment as he tried to figure out whether he was hungry or not. "I don't think I am hungry. Could you instead.. Help me with this bite?" By this, August meant the large, stinking wound on his neck. It looked.. Nasty, to be honest.

"It is beginning to stink. I do not know why."

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« Reply #7 on: April 29, 2018, 10:20:48 PM »
   Sure. Just ignore her. She did not mind. Cry took an intake of breath, her eyes falling shut. The raven yawned, opening her good wing to preen the feathers. Introductions. Greetings. More people show up. These folks running up to their home was coming boringly predictable. The raven tilted her head, staring up at the deer. She couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong. Terribly wrong. His eyes lacked light, much like a corpse does. His skin is tattered and broken. Bruised and beat. He simply... just shouldn't be.

   Cry perked up at the mention of the smell. The raven huffed, ruffling herself up. Rot, decay, blood, and lack of life. Dead. The raven cawed out under her breath. To much of the village, she was still a mindless animal. Or... at least she thought that was how they precised her. She was abnormally quiet, and a few citizens did still try to eat her on occasion. Perhaps they would ignore her on this topic as well. But she was set on her theory. This deer was a walking corpse. He was dead.

//If the zombie thing was supposed to be a surprise, ignore Cry! She'll be upset but she'll deal.

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« Reply #8 on: April 29, 2018, 10:36:58 PM »

/its all good!! it'd be pretty hard to hide smth like that imo

August stared down at the bird. Dead? He looked at her for a long moment, thought over it in his head. "Yes. I was.. Dead. But I am not now. Somehow." He didn't understand how he had just gotten up, but perhaps someone else would. He was a bit surprised it had taken so long for someone to point it out. It was obvious, was it not?



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« Reply #9 on: April 30, 2018, 12:55:09 AM »
The stench of rot and blood caught his nose first. Aizawa had been passing by, checking the traps Jacob had helped him to set up, when he had first smelled it. It was painfully familiar to him now, the metallic scent of blood, but he luckily didn't know too much of the deathly smell that hung in the air. Then the voices drifted over to him. He glances down at what one of his traps had caught before turning away, deciding it would be fine to leave it for a little longer. He doubted anything would come and grab it up when he was such a short distance away. It would only take a second, he hoped.

The growing scent makes his stomach roll, his face scrunching up in discomfort. He stops and peers at what they had all gathered around, quickly taken aback by the sight. It only strengthened the feeling of disgust inside him. He shouldn't have been, but he was still surprised to see the deer up and walking, despite the deep wound in it's throat. They looked just overall sickly. He was suddenly aware that he could have come back like that, a walking corpse, and was for once thankful for his new body.

He clears his throat before speaking in a low, monotone voice. "I'm Aizawa Shouta." he then falls silent again without much else to say. He figures he might as well state his name for future reference, though he isn't sure how to feel about having such a thing walking about camp.

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« Reply #10 on: April 30, 2018, 11:09:43 AM »
WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE —//do his wounds and whatnot heal with him being undead or do they just decay? i just wanted to double check for when jake tries to treat him

Jacob didn't comment much on other's physical state at this point. Since moving here, he'd seen so many strange things, he wasn't sure if it was polite. What might look like a horrible wound or painful disfigurement that could be treated with physical therapy, much like his own, was sometimes just a part of the other. When he heard Cry squawk what sounded like 'dead', a frown came to his maw and then his eyes widened in realization. Yes, of course that'd make perfect sense. Then August himself confirmed the idea and asked for Jacob to look at the large wound on his shoulder. "Oh, uh, yes, ah' course I can. Do ya' know how long ya've had it? Somethin' 'bout it don' look quite right but I'll have ta' get a li'l closer. You're a bit tall for me ta' treat it righ' now. N' yeah, I don' wanna' alarm ya' but it stinkin' certainly ain't good but it could jus' be an infection. Nothin' too bad, I hope but I'll have a better idea if ya' can sit or bend down a bit. Is it givin' ya' any pain?" Jacob didn't speak as much as he could have. With a wound like that, August shouldn't even be standing. At the very least, he should be in some sort of pain but he didn't seem in to be in any sort of distress. In fact, he didn't seem to be bothered by his situation much at all. He had a suspicion that all the odd facts about this wound had to do with the fact he'd come back from the dead but he'd hold that to himself until he could figure out more about it but his head was already spinning. Was it possible the deer's body was still decaying? It would make sense for the site of his wound to go out. However, there weren't any bugs he could see trying to feed off the area but Snowbound was also too cold for most critters that would behave in such a way. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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« Reply #11 on: April 30, 2018, 12:38:19 PM »

/i dont really know what they shld do i was just gonna have it like... be there. not heal, not get worse, just kinda stink if it isnt cleaned. i figured he probably wont heal cus his body isnt rly,,, functioning like it did before technically his brain is still dead and his heart doesnt beat so.. i guess rly it just needs to be cleaned every so often so it doesnt start 2 stink and maybe covered up?

August noticed the lion fairly quickly. His eyes narrowed and he let out a nervous snort, head dipping down and up as he took a few steps back. He pointed his bloody antlers in the direction of the lion but stayed still, listening as he introduced himself. His hazy eyes flickered between the group and he took a few more steps back. "..Hello, Aizawa. I am August." The deer's eyes stared at the lion for a long moment, but his ears turned towards Jacob as the wolfdog began to speak.

"I do not know. This place looks very different from when I.. When I died. I cannot tell how long it has been." The deer slowly folded one foreleg down, then the second, and then in one big movement, fell down to sit on his side. "You can check it now? I cannot feel it. Actually, I cannot feel anything anywhere. It is all numb." If he had proper eyebrows, they'd be furrowed in confusion.

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« Reply #12 on: May 01, 2018, 11:37:53 AM »
WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — //okay, that sounds good to me! I just wanted to check before Jake did something he shouldn't lol.

Jacob nodded as the deer knelt down. "Yeah, I can see it. Thanks," he stated before moving forward to analyze the wound further. It was easy to guess he was numb because, well, he was dead. That would also explain his slow behavior. His nerves weren't working to full capacity. Even as he thought it, Jacob could only think of his legs and he couldn't help but cringe at the thought. He'd known that his legs were 'failing' but the truth was a lot of the nerves and cells in them were dead. That was why he had phantom pains despite the fact his legs were still technically on his body. His legs were dead. Well, not quite dead. They at least still responded when he wanted them to move most of the time, but even that was coming and going these days. Without the phantom pains, though, he felt nothing. He covered them mostly to hide his scars but also because it was easier to find little scratches or bumps he'd gotten throughout the day and needed to take care of. He didn't notice when it happened but he'd notice a little bit of blood later or he'd notice a tear in the fabric and he'd get it taken care of.

Even as Jacob looked at August's wound, he determined he'd have to make something nice to cover the wound up with. He'd just use bandages for now but he'd make him something nice, like the cloth, patterned bandages Jacob used. "It jus' looks like it needs ta' be cleaned up a li'l. It looks worse than it is, I think. Giving your... uh, well your state righ' now, I dunno' if it'll heal properly since, ya' know, I dunno' if things like that work for ya'. I'll jus' keep an eye on it, though, n' I'll get ya' some nicer bandages ta' put on it. I don' have anythin' ta' wash it with out 'ere but I can clean it up when he get in the tunnels. For now, I'll jus' put some marigold on it n' give ya' some bandages ta' kill anythin' that might be in it n' then keep everythin' out until we get there," he explained as he reached in his bag, chewing up some of the marigold before applying it to the wound and then using some cobwebs on it. He couldn't wrap full bandages around this right now and it'd be better for such a big wound to have cobwebs anyway. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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« Reply #13 on: May 01, 2018, 03:44:32 PM »

August's hazy grey eyes strained to keep an eye on the wolfdog, every so often flicking back to the lion to make sure he wasn't creeping up or anything. He huffed out another snort as he watched Jacob check the wound. The muscles near the wound twitched a bit as Jacob applied the marigold to it. "Keep everything out? What things will go in?" He watched as the cobweb was put over it and couldn't help but feel.. Wrong.

Would he always be numb like this? What if he just dropped dead again? It was so weird to watch someone touch his skin, only for him not to feel it. Would he ever be able to think normally? He could remember how he used to think. August rather thought dying and standing back up after death had made him very dumb. That was.. Upsetting. He used to be smart.

Once Jacob was finished with his momentary patching up of the wound, August staggered to his feet and flicked his ear. "Where are these tunnels? We can go now, right?" He dragged a hoof across the snow, watching it. Weird how his knees didn't buckle, even though he couldn't really feel that he was standing.

its hard to describe his numbness in an,,, ok way but basically im imagining it as being like.. when u stand up and ur foot/leg is asleep but hasnt started doing pins n needles yet

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« Reply #14 on: May 01, 2018, 08:22:53 PM »
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Death had always become a common factor in his life. A factor that he doubted that would ever really go away in that regard. No matter where he went, death always seemed to follow in some shape or form. Whether it was him doing the killing or someone else, there were always bound to be wars where he went. He had practically been born into the life of violence thanks to the ties that he had with his family and nothing else. He had been alone since he was a kitten as his family had refused to let him outside of the mansion, basically a castle, that they lived in because they said that they were protecting him and that was all that he was going to ever need to know. At first, Killua had wondered whether or not what they said was true or not, but ultimately being as young as he was, he wasn't going to end up doubting his family all that much. They had fed him lies for a very long time that he had made sure were formed into truths by being too gullible. But was one ever gullible when it came to the aspect of family though? The assassin wasn't sure what to really consider to be family at this point even after his adopted sister that had been in the previous clan that he had come from. Either way, Killua seemed to be some of the few that actually lived in the clan that wasn't surprised to see a corpse that was on the border. Maybe that was why he and London got along so well because the female didn't seem to be all that phased when it came to dealing with the dead. She had told him that she felt bad if she were to stare at the corpses because it almost seemed rude. Which had almost made Killua break out in laughter because he had never heard anything like that before from the likes of someone that was a clanner. Although, he had figured that the albino clouded leopard wasn't exactly a clanner and came from a different place. He had been here when she had joined and she didn't have a specific clan name like some others either. Just like Jacob who didn't have a clan name and had ultimately come from a city if he could remember correctly. But in a peaceful clan like this, it was a shock to see corpses that were just placed here and there or to hear about an attack that had ended up happening. Despite all of this, most of the creatures that lived in this place were recovering quite well all things considering, and so far the only one that was probably slightly afraid of him was Ivylee, but that was because she was so young and had been exposed to death far too soon. He hadn't meant for that to happen, but it did and he was going to have to live with it. The young assassin didn't feel bad with all the things that he had done in his past. Sure there was some guilt if he could remember some of the jobs that he had been on, but if he couldn't then there was no use dwelling in the past. The only one that currently knew who he was right now was London, and he trusted the female not to tell his life story to the rest of those that were in the clan. The Snowstriker knew exactly how the rest of the clan would react if they realized that he was an assassin and his family was hunting him. They would kick him out and he would have to figure out where to go from there. Stay with Argus? That was out of the picture as he knew that he would just get pissed off if he decided to join the Typhoon. He didn't exactly like Tanglewood so that meant the Ascendants was his only option. He didn't want to think about that right now, because he was in a pretty good mood. Up until the point where he was walking around in the snow and the smell of decay filled his nostrils. A scowl scrunched up onto his face and obviously meant that someone was dead. Definitely not dying considering if anyone had that stench clinging to them, it would mean that they were already far gone from that point.

The albino serval debated whether or not it would be worth for him to check, which he knew it was considering that if it was a crime scene he would probably have to investigate it like the rest. The albino serval looked like a standard albino serval all things considered, except that instead of claws on his front paws, he had metal claws that were easily five times larger than that of a regular serval claw. For the most part, he could keep the claws sheathed, but the claws were still long enough that even the tips of the metal could still be seen no matter what he did. The other once had bandages that covered his body but had recently healed so those had been ditched completely. He wasn't exactly happy with how long it did take him to heal but there wasn't a point in complaining about it right now. Being a serval, however, meant that he was larger than a domestic cat, but he was far from being the biggest creature that existed in Snowbound right now. If anything it was Silent and Stark that were the largest, but he hadn't seen either of the two for very long. Killua was different than a regular serval, even if Pierce was a little bit bigger than him and had the regular coloration, Killua was far more lethal than the other carnivore. His air elementals made it so that he was impossible to smell and muffled every noise that he made. It was a force of habit to keep his air elementals on, and he honestly had no idea if he was capable of turning it off now. Not like it mattered. As he approached the scene, his paws didn't make any sound as they moved through the snow, only to see that there was a deer standing on the border. Killua was far too small to want to try and eat something like a deer, although he could kill one with ease if he had the right strategy and the use of his powers as well. At the distance he was at, he couldn't see if there was anything strange about the male, until he was only a couple feet away. The smell was coming from HIM. Which took the albino serval a little bit by surprise as he blinked up at the deer. The others wounds were rotting away, and yet here the creature was standing as if there was nothing really wrong with him. Well, this guy certainly had caught the former deputies attention, and he moved so that he was a little bit to the left of the group, sitting himself down as there was nothing but curiosity in his sapphire blue eyes. A whistle escaped him as he looked over the deer for a couple of seconds. "Whoa. You're like.... an actual zombie, but in deer form!" Killua said almost excitedly, although the mood of the situation at hand wasn't exactly exciting. Maybe Killua was just strange in that regard. He hadn't arrived in time to listen to what the other's symptoms was like, but he could easily tell by the smell that the other's wounds were infected. Jacob was here though, which meant that there was no need for him to try and patch the other up along with him. Unless Jacob asked for his assistance in which he would reluctantly help him. "You're basically a walking corpse. How did you end up like that? Do you feel anything? Are you hungry, like for something other than grass or whatever? How long have you been like this?" A grin was spread across the Snowstriker's jaws as he asked his questions. Which probably sounded morbid toward others, but he was just curious about the deer's condition. He had read plenty of books during his life, and learning about zombies had been one of those instances. If he was a dog, the other probably would have been wagging his tail at this new discovery. He had never seen this before, and this just meant that it was a new experience for the young serval. He would definitely have to tell London about this.
snowbound -- snowstriker -- male -- 8 moons
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GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual (leans toward male)
★ 8 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ Snowstriker |  Former Deputy & Former Head Combatant (FF) | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly remains stealthy. He uses his air elemental to cushion every step that he takes, making his pawsteps barely audible.
★ Killua also uses his Air Elementals to block out his scent from everyone around him. Which means its impossible to find him by scent, as he doesn't like to be associated with any clans despite his ranks he may have.
★ He has a very bad addiction to candy and doesn't share it with anyone no matter who they are.
★ Killua will not respect your character right off the bat. Unless they express how strong they are, or if they are interesting in his opinion, then there is a chance that he might show respect. Meaning that he will show no respect for ranks.
★ Killua has no morals. Meaning that seeing death doesn't affect him, and if someone dies, he just considers the one that did to be too weak and deserved death.
★ He is not afraid to kill your character, as he believes himself to be stronger than everyone else he comes across due to his training and how he knows the clans after living in them for several months.
★ HE WILL NOT TRUST YOUR CHARACTER. Not right off the bat anyway. Which means he won't give any personal information to them unless he deems them to be interesting.
★ Killua is immune to all deadly chemicals/poisons and is also immune to electrical attacks. However, just because he is immune, he still feels the pain from it all, he can just bare the pain. This means that he will get somewhat pissed if poisons are attempted to be used on him or if someone tries to electrocute him.

RECENT EVENTS (oldest-recent):


PHYSICAL:
★ ALBINO SERVAL W/ METAL CLAWS [birth/main] | health: 100% | Reference.
— 30 lbs and the size of a full grown domestic cat, Killua belongs to the wildcat species of the serval. Meaning that his body structure consists of his long legs and his large ears that are perched on the top of his head. The most noticeable feature of him though is that his fur, instead of the usual tan and black, is stark white. Unlike most albino servals though, Killua doesn't show the usual spots of an albino serval, his fur being completely white. He has a lean build, meaning that he is built more for speed, yet there will be strengths behind his attacks. He has numerous scars all over his body, but sadly they can't be seen thanks to being hidden underneath his slightly unusually long fur. Compared to a serval's anyway. His eyes express a vibrant electric blue/sapphire hue color to them. Looking at his claws though, the front claws in his front paws are made entirely metal, over inches long meaning that they have a lot of piercing capability. These claws are made out of a light, durable metal that is sharper than even that of swords. So that the claws are capable of slicing through tough hide if need be. The claws on his back legs though are completely normal claws. Due to his front claws being so long though, it means that they can't be fully sheathed, so the tips of the claws always stick out no matter what. This means that if he is to ever spar with someone, there is a likelihood that character will end up getting scratched. Killua can often be seen eating some form of candy when he is talking to someone, except in serious situations.
- major injuries: none
- minor injuries: none

PERSONALITY:
Everyone wants to keep Killua on his good side. No one wants him on his bad side because if they do it usually results in their death sometime later. Killua has no problem with killing those that mock him, on the consideration that he doesn't like to be considered weak, and having grown up only being taught how to kill, he has no other morals when it comes to dealing with social situations. Killua is extremely terrible when it comes to social gatherings, actually making quite difficult for him to interact with others without completely pissing them off. This serval doesn't show respect toward those that he doesn't know, and those that he doesn't consider to be capable of doing their job. He believes that most adults that he has come across are idiots compared to him, as despite his young age, he believes that he has a lot more experience than adults could ever have. Right now though, he is trying his best to figure out what he wants with his life after running away from his family and dealing with a clan previous to coming here, hearing a rumor that there were strong creatures here that could be a possible challenge. He has a huge ego as he thinks that he can take anyone on with relative ease. That he can take on anyone no matter what size they are. The assassin doesn't like to follow the rules either, practically a loose canon as he just does whatever the hell he wants to despite the consequences. He can often be seen mocking others, or even teasing if he is in a lighter mood. Killua so far is rarely seen being serious, as he mostly talks with a lot of sarcasm in his voice.

RELATIONSHIPS:
★ Single | 1/2 nothing
★ NPC x NPC | Generation 1 | No mentor

POWERS:
★ Electricity Elementals (Discovered/Almost mastered)
★ Air Elementals (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Conjuration (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Telepathy (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Invisibility (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Teleportation (Discovered/Mastered)
★ Shape shifting (Discovered/Mastered)

INTERACTION:
★ Message this account to plot
★ Extremely hard to befriend if the character isn't the same strength/age as him
★ Physically extreme | Mentally medium | Training constantly
★ Will start fights, and will finish them quickly
★ Attack in bold paleturquoise
★ Cannot powerplay peaceful or nonviolent actions. ALL OPINIONS ARE IC

ASSASSINATION THE FAMILY TRADE
WE ALL TAKE IT UP

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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO

 

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