05-19-2018, 01:33 AM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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A while back, the ivory-hued wildcat had once visited all of the clans himself and had tried to figure out which groups he liked and which groups he despised. There were two groups that he never wished existed, and there was another group that he quite enjoyed, he just didn't have the time to go to said place and visit them again. He liked the Ascendants, and yet the one clan that he seemed to like didn't get all that much attention. Despite being one of the groups that had the same mindset that Snowbound had in the first place. It didn't make much sense to Killua no matter how many times he would offer the idea. When he went to go visit the clans, it had been before he was promoted to deputy so he didn't have to really worry about pissing anyone off. Besides, the wildcat made sure that he never had a scent and that no one was capable of tracking him down even if they tried thanks to his use of teleportation if they tried to follow his tracks. He kept to the trees most of the time for a reason after all, and the assassin never wanted to be found by those that didn't like him and pissed him off. The young male was more than capable of stirring up trouble with the powers that he had underneath his belt, but Tanglewood never really was on his radar. Instead, it was the Typhoon that was more of a concern to the white male out of the factor that Jacob seemed to be drooling all over them. While half the time Killua considered them all a threat except for one creature that lived in Typhoon who was capable of potentially helping him with his family and other aspects of his life. It was a hard road to go down, but he was starting to consider the female an ally. Everyone else though? He could care less, and if they appeared on the border he wasn't going to be nice to him even if London, Mel, or even Jacob chewed him out for his behavior. They couldn't blame him out of the fact that the Typhoon had attacked the group and had barely apologized for what happened. They didn't atone for the horrible things that they had done that nearly got a Snowbounder killed just because of the medical condition that she had in the first place. He wasn't really one that was to hold grudges, but the Typhoon pissed him off. When he had visited Tanglewood, he didn't have great experience, to say the least. There were at least two creatures that approached him that didn't seem to think that he was there to cause trouble. Which he wasn't, as he was just trying to have some fun and have a chat with someone that wasn't in Snowbound. Most of the creatures in Snowbound limited in numbers so he didn't want to have to continue talking to the same faces over and over again. Everything was going smoothly up until the point that Beck got involved and started pissing off Killua with threats that were empty to the assassin.
This ended up with the leader slapping his lips against the young males, Killua still remembering the horrible taste that he had in his mouth from being kissed. It was disgusting, and he still hated the guy for it. He had made it up in his mind that he was just going to the Tanglewood eventually to piss off the creature that ran the place. That didn't mean he absolutely hated Tanglewood, but he wasn't sure how much had changed since he last was there. Probably not much considering how the clans usually went anyway. The albino serval definitely didn't like when others trespassed when they weren't supposed to. Now if someone didn't know what the clans were, he would give them a pass. But most creatures by pure instinct would be able to tell pretty quickly what the scent markers would mean and would stop themselves from passing over them. Those that simply passed over the borders seemed to be nothing more than egotistical idiots. And unless proven otherwise, he would think about that when it came to every sort of intruder. The albino serval had caught the scent of Tanglewood not too long ago and had kept in the trees as he tracked the female as she made her way through the border. He usually remained up in the trees using his air elementals to make it impossible to keep his scent and to make it almost impossible to hear his movements. The assassin didn't want to give his presence away from the other, but it seemed like others seemed to find the female before he could properly reveal himself. Killua positioned himself on a branch that was around 15ft above the ground and slightly behind to where Cherry was standing and stopped herself. God her voice was annoying to his sensitive ears. Getting up into a standing position on the branch, the albino serval would let himself fall to the ground below, his paws making no sound as he landed in the snow. He wore an annoyed look on his features, and he was already the size of the full grown domestic cat at that. He flicked one of his large white ears as he didn't speak up just yet, having spaced himself around 5ft directly behind the Tanglewood members. "Man, are all Tanglewood members idiots like you? Any newborn kit would be able to instinctively to stay away from a scent that they don't know. That is, of course, you actually intended to step over it thinking that it would be perfectly okay in your little egotistical fed brain of yours." Killua's long metal claws were unsheathed as he spoke, and he almost sounded like he was speaking in a cheerful tone. Someone would have to be an idiot not to hear the threatening undertone to his voice, and this time he didn't even bother to make fun of the way that Jersey spoke to the female. Cherry would eventually realize that her escape route had been cut off by the serval, if she was paying careful enough attention to surroundings. However, he wasn't in perfect condition, as there were bandages wrapped around his throat and his right leg. Like that would stop him if the female wanted to fight. A fight that she couldn't win especially since she was alone.
This ended up with the leader slapping his lips against the young males, Killua still remembering the horrible taste that he had in his mouth from being kissed. It was disgusting, and he still hated the guy for it. He had made it up in his mind that he was just going to the Tanglewood eventually to piss off the creature that ran the place. That didn't mean he absolutely hated Tanglewood, but he wasn't sure how much had changed since he last was there. Probably not much considering how the clans usually went anyway. The albino serval definitely didn't like when others trespassed when they weren't supposed to. Now if someone didn't know what the clans were, he would give them a pass. But most creatures by pure instinct would be able to tell pretty quickly what the scent markers would mean and would stop themselves from passing over them. Those that simply passed over the borders seemed to be nothing more than egotistical idiots. And unless proven otherwise, he would think about that when it came to every sort of intruder. The albino serval had caught the scent of Tanglewood not too long ago and had kept in the trees as he tracked the female as she made her way through the border. He usually remained up in the trees using his air elementals to make it impossible to keep his scent and to make it almost impossible to hear his movements. The assassin didn't want to give his presence away from the other, but it seemed like others seemed to find the female before he could properly reveal himself. Killua positioned himself on a branch that was around 15ft above the ground and slightly behind to where Cherry was standing and stopped herself. God her voice was annoying to his sensitive ears. Getting up into a standing position on the branch, the albino serval would let himself fall to the ground below, his paws making no sound as he landed in the snow. He wore an annoyed look on his features, and he was already the size of the full grown domestic cat at that. He flicked one of his large white ears as he didn't speak up just yet, having spaced himself around 5ft directly behind the Tanglewood members. "Man, are all Tanglewood members idiots like you? Any newborn kit would be able to instinctively to stay away from a scent that they don't know. That is, of course, you actually intended to step over it thinking that it would be perfectly okay in your little egotistical fed brain of yours." Killua's long metal claws were unsheathed as he spoke, and he almost sounded like he was speaking in a cheerful tone. Someone would have to be an idiot not to hear the threatening undertone to his voice, and this time he didn't even bother to make fun of the way that Jersey spoke to the female. Cherry would eventually realize that her escape route had been cut off by the serval, if she was paying careful enough attention to surroundings. However, he wasn't in perfect condition, as there were bandages wrapped around his throat and his right leg. Like that would stop him if the female wanted to fight. A fight that she couldn't win especially since she was alone.
snowbound -- snowstriker -- male -- 8 moons
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO