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

Killua had done a good amount of exploring when it came to the different territories and clans that lived in the same area. He had no reason to constantly stay in Snowbound when he had nothing else to do with himself. Indeed his adopted sister lived in the clan with him, but they didn't interact as much as he would have liked out of consideration that she had moved from her own calico body to that of a robot. Killua still had no idea how something like that could ever just up and happen without the original body dying. He knew little to nothing when it came to souls, but he at least knew that animals could transfer from one body to next even if they did end up getting themselves killed. Which had made his job as an assassin a little bit difficult because he couldn't guarantee those that he killed were going to stay dead. There were too many factors that could keep anyone alive if they tried hard enough and had others willing to actually attempt to bring them back. Either way, Killua knew about all the different groups that were around here and was able to devise whether or not he liked said groups. Considering that he hadn't met someone that he considered to be all that strong in all of the groups except for the Typhoon, he didn't consider any of them as a threat. Killua had visited the Tanglewood at one point, and there were some interesting faces that were there. Killua even noticed that one seemed to be interested in candy and he was willing to at least entertain the other male with that fact. The other animal that had approached him had been a simple female domestic cat and she even seemed respectful in his eyes. The assassin wasn't there to cause any trouble as he had no idea what any of the groups were really about. Then of course there had to be someone that seemed to have a stick up their ass when he just wanted to talk to others. He didn't know the name of the male feline that just immediately became aggressive toward him despite him not doing anything against the other. To Killua it had almost been entertaining to get on the other's nerves, as the other didn't seem to realize how ridiculous the other was actually being. Killua anticipated that they were going to fight one another, but this wasn't the case as instead the aggressive male decided to force Killua into a kiss. He had never kissed anyone before, but whatever liquid excreted from the other's mouth nearly made him vomit. It pissed him off, and if it had been him a couple months earlier, he most likely would have tried to kill the other for such an action against him. It was his own fault not trying to avoid the other's attack in the first place. But, someone else approached the scene, that being a female that was actually a mosaic. A very rare genetic mutation that he thought that he would never see again. Killua knew a lot about genetics since he was an albino and everything.

His attention had immediately turned toward the female who didn't seem at all pissed about him being there. Which was practically all of Tanglewood's reaction except for one that just had to be the killjoy in the end. The next place he ended up visiting was the Ascendants. He wasn't really sure what to think of that group since most of the animals that he had come across were fairly chill in his mind. However, there had been one that approached him with nothing but aggression, around his age maybe a little bit older. He had told the Ascendants member that he was just seeking to have a chat with anyone to figure out what all the clans were. He didn't have to ask what clan it was because as soon as the apprentice had approached him, he already said the clans name. Then there was another domestic cat that had approached him, a lot nicer than the first, and she seemed like someone that could come from Snowbound since basically everyone from this place was nice. The assassin was then given the offer of exploring the observatory, which he hadn't even known was inside of the territory. Killua wasn't going to pass up that moment knowing how big observatories actually could end up being. He wasn't disappointed when he actually found the place. He told himself that he was going to end up visiting them again so that he could actually look through the telescope while it was night out. London was interested in stars too from what he could remember when she was looking up at the stars that one night with Melantha. Maybe he could take her a long? Or would that be too weird? He would get to it when the time came though. Next obviously was the Typhoon. He wasn't sure what to think of the group other than the fact that he wasn't willing to trust those that came from such a place. Why should he? There was one animal there that somehow knew who he was, and his emotions went insane to the point where he ran away from the female in fear. The only animal he had come to fear was his brother and no one else. He shouldn't have been afraid of the white canine, and yet something had set him off. Killua only ended up visiting Argus on the border as no one had bothered to approach him after that. Then more and more problems happened with the Typhoon. Next came the accident that happened with London where the caracal female attacked her, nearly killing her if he wasn't there. He doubted that the crow that lived in the clan was capable of stopping bleeding from that extent unless she had powers that he didn't know about. Killua had gone after the caracal and practically destroyed her. He didn't kill her though, which had been a big leap for Killua as it would have been so easy to kill the female as she was under his mercy. Killua had delivered Guru without any remorse in his body as he threw her back onto Typhoon territory.

The tendon on her back leg wasn't about to heal anytime soon, as that was one of the slowest healing parts of a body, just like a bone. Besides, she was obviously full grown and didn't have the healing capacity of someone that was young like himself. Even if Killua didn't heal all that fast compared to others. Even after what he had done to Guru, the female had managed to take Jacob. How did he know this? It wasn't hard to familiarize a scent the first time after smelling it. What didn't piss him off was that the female had captured Jacob, it was that she was making a mockery of him. As soon as he found out, the assassin had wanted more than to kill the character. With someone of his skill it certainly wouldn't be hard for him to do so. He had done it before and he could do it again. Before interacting with another Typhoon member though, horror struck him when he did end up killing two animals that were ten times his own size. It was a slaughter that was made to look like an accident, and it just showed how dangerous he was to those that were in Snowbound. Yet, despite that and his young age he had been promoted to be their deputy. Which just caused further confusion in the male because he had blood on his paws that others thought wasn't his fault. It had been played out like an accident and he probably scarred Ivylee for life. There was nothing he could do against his brother's influence it seemed. Killua hadn't hoped to see Argus or really any Typhoon member for a while. He had gotten the killing instinct and the itch that he had when he hadn't killed someone in a while a couple days ago. His wounds were still healing, which he would say were inflicted by the animals that he had killed by means of self-defense but were self-inflicted. A lie that everyone believed. He had been nervous interacting with other animals this time around, making sure to keep even more distance from them in case his brother tried to take control of his body again. The albino serval had bandages that wrapped around his left shoulder and around his torso to hide the stitches that he had given himself. He had no one to talk to at the moment for his own problems and wasn't about to start either. He didn't trust anyone here in Snowbound or anywhere else. He had no friends after all. Like usual, Killua was around the edges of the territory to make that nothing bad happened. The air elementals that wrapped around his entire body making it impossible to smell his scent and muffling each movement he made. Unless someone had a serval's hearing there was no way someone could hear his movements. Right now though, Killua wasn't one for trying to deal with anyone's games. As far as he knew, the Typhoon was the enemy and was going to remain that way until further notice. He technically had power over clan politics, which he could use for his benefit in the future if he wanted to cause some issues with the clans around them. That wasn't his intention though, as he hadn't wanted to be picked for deputy but now he seemed to be stuck with the position. The assassin was sitting on a branch that was in the deep portion of the territory, snow beginning to fall. His large rounded ears perked at the top of his head though as he heard voices off in the distance. Then the familiar salty smell of the Typhoon filtered into his nostrils.

His mood was immediately ruined. A scowl spread across his facial features as he got up onto his paws, and turned his head in the direction that the scent was coming from. This better be damn good. He lashed his tail behind him, and soon he was leaping from branch to branch toward where the group had stopped. He didn't expect Argus to be on the border, but he had anticipated that the caracal could end up coming back for thirds if she wanted to. His approach would have been well hidden if others weren't bothered to look up as he was high up in the treetops. He stopped on a branch that was high up above the group, counting the animals that were there. A domestic cat that he had never seen before, a red tabby that stood out against the white snow. Killua nearly felt his heart skip a beat though at the sight of the white female, his throat clenching for a couple seconds. Then to his surprise, Jacob was there. The hell? The other was coming back? Or were they trying to bargain Jacob off to get something off in return? When Killua noticed Guru though, all gloves were off, and the temperature of the entire area dropped several degrees, which those that weren't used to the cold would probably shiver. He was always used to the cold though. From his perch, Killua dropped down in front of the group, obviously looking pissed like he always was. Instead of looking at Pincher though, his entire attention was drawn back toward Guru, his metal claws sinking into the ground again. "Back again huh? Want to get your ass kicked or did me ripping through the tendon in your back leg wasn't enough?" Killua could easily take on the female without any issue, and he was pretty sure the other knew that as well. His sapphire blue eyes grew almost dangerously dark as he looked at the female as if begging her to cross the border so that he could take his frustration on something. Yet, despite the way that he spoke, his body language showed that he was completely calm. The deputy wasn't an idiot and kept a good distance between him and the patrol to make sure he would have enough reaction time if this was an ambush. His large ears were on a swivel, tracking every one of their movements almost in a dangerous manner. A light pink hue covered the front of his paw thanks to his recent kill, but then his attention turned toward Jacob. "Jacob? Are you okay? Jersey seems practically ready to burn down all of Typhoon. What happened and what do they want?" If they wanted to use Jacob as a bargaining chip, he would have to be careful. He wanted the side of the Snowbounder's story first before talking to the rest. He was trying his damn hardest not to look in Argus's direction, but he was going to have to address her sooner or later. His dark gaze turned to look at the rest of those that were gathered, having a couple ideas as to why they would be there. "What do you want?" Killua growled low in his throat. The assassin wasn't one to beat around the bush. He wanted answers, and he wanted them now. It wouldn't be surprised if he was going to be the only snowbounder around to approach them. He really wanted to sink his claws in Guru again for mocking him when she took Jacob. He could feel pain starting to bubble up in the back of his head. He needed to calm down.

snowbound -- snowseeker -- male -- 8 moons