Atbash remembered having a little tradition back home, where they would light up the night with lamps. They were supposed to honor their ancestors, spirits of the dead. Atbash knew that Snowbound had its own religion and traditions, but maybe it won't hurt to suggest this idea to bring a little bit of home to Snowbound? Maybe shake it up a little? Of course, she wasn't expecting her idea to become a tradition per say, but it was a little event to bring up for fun. "Hey, Jacob? Or... anybody higher-up, I suppose...?" She called out, walking slowly in the tunnels as if trying to figure out where everybody was. "I, um... Had an idea if you wanted to hear it?"

[member=112]jacob w.c.[/member]

[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]

"I'm here to listen to. If that means anything" A calm voice would be met soon after the kind filled voice of London. The albino serval seemed to make himself appear wherever his friend seemed to be. But either way, both of them seemed to be incredibly comfortable around each other. The wildcat didn't have to worry about being himself near the albino clouded leopard. Killua knew that Mel was above him when it came to rank, but it wasn't like it was a contest who could get to the rank the highest. He was just here to live and nothing else. If he got a rank while he was here then that was fine with him. The wildcat blinked his sapphire blue eyes as he looked at the hybrid, taking a seat next to London as his eyes scanned over her for a couple moments. He wasn't Jacob or Mel, but he liked to stay in the loop of things when it came to the clans anyway. He hated not knowing when something happened, which he guessed was a good idea that he had somewhat of a rank still and wasn't just considered to be a member. He wondered how their numbers did compare to the likes of the other clans. He could go and find out if he wanted to do some more exploring, but with his injuries right now he didn't want to have to teleport all the way to another territory because that would take a lot of enregy. He was out of practice with most of his powers too, and the last thing he needed was to be caught out in the open. As usual, a lollipop was in his mouth when he had arrived, swirling the sweet candy in his mouth as he had a tired and bored look spred across his facial features. It wasn't anything agianst the hybrid of course, it was just who he was. He was still a kid after all and still had a lot to learn.

snowbound -- snowstriker -- male -- 8 moons

Oh, geez, there were a lot more people than she expected. Well, there were only three of them -- and groupmates, at that -- but still, Atbash didn't expect them to almost come all at once. "I, uhh..." She started out, before clearing her throat. "Um. Perhaps at the end of this month, I can find some floating lights -" Maybe from an abandoned human home or something like that, since she didn't have conjuring. Which meant lighting them may be an issue too, but surely her groupmates would help with that? "- and light them up and send them to the sky? To honor the newcomers?" That was it, that's all her idea was. "We, um... used to do that back home. I know I'm not home anymore, but I was hoping that maybe bringing a little bit of home here wouldn't be so bad?" At this point, she was nervously rambling, unsure of how to not end the idea awkwardly.

//think of like,,, the floating lights in tangled lol

[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]

Killua had never been one for coming up with events. Hence why he had the rank of Snowstriker instead of Arcticplayer that London had. She was more of the one that was going to deal with events while he dealt with the action portion of Snowbound. Which in regard to that wasn't that much of a deal because no one really asked him to do anything either. The albino serval was basically free to do whatever the hell he wanted without the worry of others trying to get in his way. There were only a couple creatures in the clan that could probably put up a decent fight when it did come down to it. The assassin wasn't about to start training them either, because he doubted that others would be interested in the way that he was trained and that was the only way he knew how to teach someone how to fight. So either way it would be a standstill before anything could actually end up getting done. It was going to take a while, and he wasn't exactly prepared to have that responsibility of keeping others alive based on the skills that they had by default. He worked better alone after all, and didn't want to have to think of the other different factors that could come into a battle that he would have to worry about. Killua knew that if he wanted to he could investigate everyone that was indeed in the clan, and see what they were capable of, but right now he needed to worry about his own strengths more than those that lived in Snowbound. He needed to get stronger and fast before his family could actually end up making a move while he wasn't looking. The albino serval turned his head to look over his shoulder as he looked toward a familiar creature that was coming toward them. Over time, the serval had listened to the many different pawsteps that others had, and he made sure to memorize them. He knew exactly who was walking toward him before he could catch their scent or even listen to them speak. It was a nice tool to have at his disposal for the meantime. The other was here now though, and that meant that she would listen to what the hybrid had to offer when it came in terms to events. He flicked one of his large white ears hearing the cougars comment, a scowl spreading across his facial features as he puffed out his cheeks. "Urusei-na" Killua said in a grumpy tone toward the cougar, having figured that the other was basically just messing with him up to this point. It also did make his pelt heat up a little bit, but as Atbash began to speak, the Snowstriker immediately began to know what she was talking about. Lighting lanterns and setting them into the sky could be considered something that he had experienced when he was a child. No, his family didn't end up making the lanterns, but with the culture that surrounded the mountain, he could occasionally see them in the sky. He had never lit one himself, and the thought actually sounded interesting to him. "You mean these?" Killua commented calmly as he raised one of his stark white paws, conjuring up a decently sized paper lantern. It looked like that of a rectangle, with a small piece of metal at the bottom that would handle the candle for them to light. He looked over the lantern himself for a couple minutes before looking back at Atbash. He at least thought this was what she was talking about. Killua didn't mind the idea of this at all, since it would be interesting to see them float and dot the sky once they did do them. Killua shrugged his shoulders at the savannah's last words. "I don't see why not. Would be cool to see how they end up floating at this altitude." Killua would say to the member, his sapphire blue eyes flickering to look at Jacob when the other arrived to hear what the other had to say.

snowbound -- snowstriker -- male -- 8 moons

//No worries!
And I may or may not be working on the 26th, but I'll try to have the event up ASAP! (I haven't gotten my schedule yet, but I'll also let you know about that ASAP lol)

Ah, good! Here came Jacob, with Killua coming after him. Hopefully they heard her idea. Atbash blinked at Jacob in greeting, waiting for him to speak - to which he did. "Yeah, sure!" She nodded. "Thank you!" However, her attention was quickly brought to Killua as he conjured up one of the paper laturns and her eyes grew wide. "Yeah, just like those!" She was clearly shocked that he knew what she was talking about, and stared at him. "How'd you know what they look like?" Were they a common occurrence on Earth, too?