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Despite the door being open, the wolf was on her bed, curled up in a ball as she slept. Though it appeared she was having a peaceful dream by the way she lie, the female was currently experiencing a nightmare, which could tell her Clanmates that because of the whimpers she let out.

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[jacob w.c.]

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — To be honest, Jacob wouldn't mind having somewhere a little more cozy to stay than the tunnels. It wasn't that he didn't appreciate the extra warmth and covering of them but he was used to buildings and heat and real walls with insulation and decorations. He'd tried to make his own cave, the medic cavern, and the chief's cavern as cozy as possible, both for himself and any visitors, but it just wasn't the same. No amount of blankets or pillows could hide the rock walls. He'd grown used to it since being in Snowbound for so long but sometimes he still found himself wishing for the comforts of home. He didn't even want anything lavish like the homes his Babbo liked to acquire but he sometimes desired for the softer things of his old life. All in all, a life in Snowbound was easier to maintain than one in the city on a larger scale. He wasn't constantly worried about someone trying to attack him or kill him or the people close to him. But would it really be too much to ask for a bed?

Jacob had been passing by Natasha's home, noticing that the woman had cleaned it all up. It looked rather nice now and he found himself wishing he knew how to do such things. There were a few abandoned cabins scattered about the territory and it'd be nice to move into one but he knew he couldn't do that even if he did know how to refurbish them. He had to stay close to camp in case there was ever some sort of emergency. If someone were to get hurt or they needed to evacuate, he needed to react as soon as he could. He was initially going to just pass by the wolf's property but then he heard quiet whimpers inside. He neared the door, immediate concern swelling in his chest. Before he opened the door, though, he hesitated. He didn't want to just barge into her house. But what if she couldn't respond or get up to open it? He supposed it'd be better to check first. He neared the door and raised his paw, knocking on it before calling, "Natasha? 'S everythin' alright? Ya' okay?" He then moved his ear closer to the door, listening for any movement or response. —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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[| KILLUA ZOLDYCK |]

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Killua absolutely refused to sleep in the likes of Snowbound camp. Now that the place was starting to get popular, it meant that there were more bodies around. This definitely helped to keep the caves a little bit warmer than they were before, but he refused to be that close to someone. He had his own issues when it came to the likes of sleep anyway, and he didn't want anyone simply walking into the cave that he had designated his own in the camp and to go through his stuff that he didn't want them to. The wildcat had his own personal space and so he had decided that he was going to set up a place to sleep a good distance away from the Snowbound camp. Which was both a good and bad thing, one of the worse issues being that if he were to get injured inside of the small caved that he called his own, it would mean that he would be out of luck when it came to medical attention. He was lucky this time around that Jacob had been walking around and had arrived in the cave quick enough to help him because he would have bled out with the shock that he had been going through. Not to mention that he had nearly sliced through the entirety of his neck while he was asleep, something that he didn't exactly want to repeat. Despite this, Killua enjoyed the peace and quiet that he got, but unlike others the assassin had no issue laying on the cold rock that composed the cave and sleeping that way. Not like he really got any sort of sleep in the first place but one could probably consider that kind of position to be somewhat uncomfortable. Which would be true for anyone else, but Killua was used to sleeping in not so easy to sleep areas, having had to sleep for short periods of time while he was on jobs. Leaning up against a building in an alley half the time so that he wouldn't end up blowing his cover either. Killua had more nightmares and night terrors than he could really count, and half the time he ended up injuring himself while he wasn't paying attention. The dull feeling of pain not enough to wake him up in any shape or form. Killua wouldn't blame anyone that would want to try and stay away from the busy life of Snowbound camp, especially with those that had certain sleep schedules. Now that he was back in action and walking around like nothing had happened, the wildcat was getting used to the faces that were popping up. As far as he knew, he was all caught up those that he wasn't there to greet when they did join the clan.

Whether it was because they were walking around and he questioned what their name was, or if he heard their name being spoken out in a crowd. It didn't really matter all that much to the albino serval. Killua wasn't about to keep tabs on every member that he came across, although Natasha was on the list due to the factor that he wasn't sure how to feel about her. Having been an assassin for most of his life, he was usually able to pick out those that were killers and those that could potentially be dangerous. He had that feeling with the canine, but it wasn't as strong as he thought it would end up being. If anything she wasn't even comparable when it came to the bloodlust that practically leaked from Hisoka on a daily basis. At least when he was around the kitsune, someone who he hadn't seen in quite a while. The young male was just going to drop by the canines house to see if he could pick up anything suspicious on her. Out of everyone in Snowbound, Killua was probably the least trusting, thanks to the type of job environment that he grew up in, he had to not trust those he encountered as it was his own safety. Killua's pawsteps were completely silent as he stepped around the cabin, although the fresh scent of paint mixed into his nostrils, he also caught a familiar scent. Jacob. What was the chief doing here? Let alone inside of Natasha's cabin? Not really like it was any kind of business to him but still. The albino serval blinked his sapphire blue eyes as he silently weaved his way through the crack in the door, and listened to the sound that was coming from the other side of the cabin. It sounded, like somewhat was whining. A canine. What was going on? His eyes fell on Jacob who was outside of the door, one of his ears pointed toward the bedroom that Natasha was probably in. The Snowstriker began to make his way over, stopping a little bit of a distance away from both the door and Jacob. "What's happening?" Killua questioned, although he could probably guess what was happening behind the door. That was if she was actually sleeping through and not looking at some sort of photograph that some animals tended to do here and there. His large white ears were pointed toward the door, but his gaze landed on Jacob, wondering if the Chief knew what was happening. Although he doubted the other really did with the expression that was spread across his face.

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):
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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: severe injury on right arm (causes him to limp slightly)
- minor injuries: bandages around his throat

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