KILLUA

Killua had to admit that these places weren't all that bad all things considered. He of course had his suspicions as to why everyone seemed to be nice all the time. But he couldn't piece everything together just yet considering that he hadn't even been here for an entire week. He still needed to explore the large expanse of the territory. Not like it was really any sort of difficult to him. Especially once he figured out that he could use his claws to their full extent after having tested them out on a couple of trees that was in the area. The assassin wasn't sure who here he could actually trust, and whether or not he should situation himself here instead of finding some other place to go. The cold didn't bother him, and everything else felt fine when it came to at least the territory. Certainly a selling point for the assassin because if they lived in a terrible area he doubted that he would be staying in a place like that. Killua knew exactly how he was going to act though, as he was in a stranger territory with no one that he actually knew or even could possibly connect with. He was going to keep himself on the down low until his scars were capable of healing completely. From there, he would begin the usual gathering of information out of the suspicions he was holding against others. He had no need to try and acquire ranks in a place like this, such as what had happened in the place he came from previously. Sure he had been a deputy at one point, but he also didn't really do his job. The only reaosn why he had been promoted was the simple factor that he had been around most often compared to the other animals that lived in the small place. Killua tended to wander around from place to place anyway, not really claiming alliances anywhere. He never really considered himself a member of the clans, but he was more than welcome to the idea of others thinking that he actually was. The wildcat had his own issues that he was going to deal with, and he wasn't about to let these strangers into what he was thinking either. Either way, the assassin kept himself far away from camp as long as he possibly could. Unless there was free food being given out, something that Killua didn't think twice about before trying to snag someone. Even if this group started to hate him and tried to poison him as a way to get rid of him, he would certainly laugh in their faces on consideration that he was immune to any poisons and chemicals. His paws landed silently on the snow, as he walked, heading somewhat near the border. The young male then noticed that there was something in the distance, not in the snow but instead in a tree. It was curled up, and it took Killua couple seconds to realize that it was scaled and not fur that was up in the tree. A reptile? In a place like this? It was bound to freeze to death if he didn't do anything. From where he was at, it was almost impossible for him to tell what the animal was, but as he grew closer he could almost feel a tug inside of his mind, which usually happened if someone was trying to use a mental attack on him. He tilted his head as he was underneath the branch the reptile was in, and soon it seemed to unravel in his presence. Wait. He knew this snake. Shock spread across his facial features as the body of the albino black mamba slithered his way down, using the other half of his body to keep attached to the tree. The albino black mamba was making sure that this was indeed the serval that had saved him when they had first met. Killua didn't have to worry about dying from the bite of one since he was immune, but why the hell was the other here? How did he even find him? "Koru? How in the hell did you end up finding me?" Killua said almost dumbfounded, but he couldn't help but chuckle at the ridiculousness of what was happening in front of him. Raising one of his paws to the head of the reptile, the snake knew exactly what to do as it slithered its way up its arm. "You're gonna get yourself killed out here in the cold." Killua scolded as he felt the reptiles cold body wrap around his neck almost like a scarf. The white scales blending into his pure white fur making it somewhat difficult to see the snake around him. Killua didn't feel himself shiver when the snake started to sap some of the heat from his body to warm himself up. "Its good to see you again buddy." Killua stated in a calm tone, as there was at least someone he knew around here now. Even if the snake wasn't capable of speaking to him. The reptile flicked out its black tongue toward Killua's cheek, and he considered that as a means of affection. He wasn't an expert when it came to snakes after all. There, then sat himself in the snow with the albino black mamba around his neck.

clan -- apprentice -- male -- 8 moons