03-22-2018, 09:00 AM
GAME OVER.
Based on his experience before he even became an animal, he knew how villages, towns, and cities worked. This caused Clans and tribes easy to transition into when he did join his first Clan. It was much like a small town, except they did not have any trade - they fended for themselves. Which was alright; he wasn't sure if he'd like something much busier than that. He had to evacuate his original city with his brother not long after Nate died, as they needed to get away from the effects of the war and Nate himself. Not that he remembered that at the time - he just followed his brother because he trusted him more than anyone. Had the male been alive still, he still would. A smaller home like the snowy town they lived in, and this place, was easier on him, as it gave him an easier chance to get to know everyone become friends.
A life filled with friends was one that he enjoyed, and this was part of the reason he so often approached others with conversation, just as he was doing right now. He would not notice the panic from the serval, as he hid it so quickly and showed no signs of it. But, upon the male's response, he would tilt his head. Used to having others "chew his throat out"? Well, that doesn't seem very pleasant. The male was used to both barbaric cruelty and kindness, but he generally expected goodness out of others upon first glance. Just different experiences and ways of viewing the world. He still was a little concerned about that comment, though.
It was good to hear that the male was fine with chatting. He pricked his ears upward and listened to the male, nodding as he introduced himself as Killua. Sounds foreign, along with the boy's slight accent. "Well, I can't imagine anyone here would do that. You haven't done anything to provoke hostility, as far as I know. Nice too meet you, Killua," he began, his tone welcoming. Of course, he was speaking for others he didn't really know yet, but he still didn't expect them to do anything like that. "We're a tribe called Snowbound. Just starting up, from what I know. I've only just recently joined. I've been mostly exploring the territory and such, since I'm getting settled in." He then explained, his tail twitching once as he adjusted the flowercrown carefully.
A life filled with friends was one that he enjoyed, and this was part of the reason he so often approached others with conversation, just as he was doing right now. He would not notice the panic from the serval, as he hid it so quickly and showed no signs of it. But, upon the male's response, he would tilt his head. Used to having others "chew his throat out"? Well, that doesn't seem very pleasant. The male was used to both barbaric cruelty and kindness, but he generally expected goodness out of others upon first glance. Just different experiences and ways of viewing the world. He still was a little concerned about that comment, though.
It was good to hear that the male was fine with chatting. He pricked his ears upward and listened to the male, nodding as he introduced himself as Killua. Sounds foreign, along with the boy's slight accent. "Well, I can't imagine anyone here would do that. You haven't done anything to provoke hostility, as far as I know. Nice too meet you, Killua," he began, his tone welcoming. Of course, he was speaking for others he didn't really know yet, but he still didn't expect them to do anything like that. "We're a tribe called Snowbound. Just starting up, from what I know. I've only just recently joined. I've been mostly exploring the territory and such, since I'm getting settled in." He then explained, his tail twitching once as he adjusted the flowercrown carefully.
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