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KILLUA

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Technically Killua wasn't even remotely made for any sort of cold environments. He was a serval. A species that was known for being in warm temperatures and living in the same enviornment that a lion would be living in. Well, where he had grown up had been nothing like compared to the cold climate that he was in now. He had grown up on a forested mountain, where it would occasionally snow but it wouldn't be to the extent of how it snowed in Snowbound. Or whatever the hell this place wanted to call itself. The wildcat should be suffereing from hypothermia at the sudden change of environment. Killua thought this as well because he wasn't used to be in cold areas, but the first clan he had ended up joining had a similar climate to this one. He had used his powers to keep himself fairly warm the entire time, but then there were blizzards where it would get down to negative degrees. Over time Killua began to realize that he couldn't survive for very long in severe temperatures such as that. Sure, he could walk through said temperatures for a small amount of time before keeling over. At one instance in that clan he had become severely injured thanks to his older brother, and was left in the snow. It was this where he was able to figure out exactly how quick his body got cold without him using his powers to keep himself alive. Either way, he had spent more time in cold climates that his body was starting to adapt slightly to the sudden changes. His fur grew somewhat longer than that of a regular servals. Fur even began to grow slightly between his paw pads so that his paw pads wouldn't fall off dead if they ended up getting too cold later on. He also knew how to use his powers well enough that there wouldn't be much issue all things considered. The assassin had to keep his body in the best shape possible so that there weren't any issues when it came to his missions. His long fur ended up sticking around as there weren't hot enough temperatures to really cause him any harm with the long fur that he had. Besides, he also kept it so that it would be of some use of him at hiding the hundreds of scars that were underneath his white pelt. All of which he had gotten from his family and not any of the fights he had been in while he had been in the clans more likely. Adapting. That's what singled out the weak and the strong in Killua's mind. If someone couldn't adapt to different changes that happened in their environment, whether that meant weather or other enemies, then they were just doomed to die and were going to die from being weak. Sure there was probably still hope with them here and there, but it wasn't all that likely all things considered.

Keeping close to the borders was something that the assassin did on a daily basis. Mostly so that he would keep his constantly running mind occupied instead of constantly thinking about his brother all the time. This way there was a chance that he might actually enjoy himself while he was here. Even if he didn't know how long he would be staying, but it didn't want to plan that far ahead just yet. After all, the creatures here were a fan of chocolate, meaning that he would probably never have to conjure up chocolate ever again if he got a system going. Killua didn't patrol the borders like a clanner would do. If he wanted to, he would let someone walk right across the border like it was no big deal. He would keep an eye on them though, because he didn't necessarily want someone dying while he was watching them. He could get himself into trouble for doing that obviously. The albino serval wouldn't mind watching their ass getting beat for a little bit because of their reckless actions, before stepping in to save them. Figuring out where one stood when it came to dealing with stronger animals was a quick learning curve. One that he had been taught at a fairly young age thanks to his older brother that put him through life and death training. If he didn't do something right, he could potentially die while he was training to be as strong as he was now. He was a murderer. He was a killer. He wasn't a good guy. But damn, he was trying hard to be one. He didn't want to be a killer anymore, but with the habit ingrained into his mind, it was a different habit to get away from. After all, it was all he had ever known his entire life. Either way, Killua had been somewhat close to the border while everything was going down. Whether or not he was going to participate was depending on who the creature was that was at the border. No scent or sound came from the assassin as he leaped from one branch to the next, before stopping above the unicorn and the dog. Well, he hasn't seen that species of dog for a good while now. A snort escaped his jaws as he watched the unicorn start to take care of the dog, but he heard what the canine ended up saying. "Angel? That's definitely one strange looking angel then." Killua laughed with a smirk spreading across his facial features. He was going to tease anyone that he came across no matter what rank they had. Ranks meant nothing to him after all. The albino serval followed the others to camp, his metal claws digging into the surface of the branches he leaped off of. Before dropping down onto the ground as he made his way toward the entrance with the leader. Was he going to help? He didn't see any real reason to, but he was curious about the dog. There seemed to be something on the other's chest. Tools of some sort? Curiosity made his claws itch as they clicked on the ground. He kept a distance between the two animals though. "You nearly got yourself killed thinking you could walk through some snow." Killua said with a low huff, doubting that the other would even really be able to comprehend what he was saying as he talked considering his condition. "Who are you anyway?' KThe entire time he talked after teasing the Snowbound leader almost sounded bored. The albino serval sat himself down, a neutral look on his facial features as he stared at the canine.

clan -- apprentice -- male -- 8 moons

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GENERAL:
★ KILLUA | KILL (BY FAMILY ONLY) | MALE
★ Bisexual
★ 8 moons | Birthday | Ages realistically
★ N/A |  Former Deputy & Former Head Combatant (FF) | Professional Assassin

IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ Killua constantly remains stealthy. It is extremely hard to be able to listen to his movements having been forced to remain silent for his entire life.
★ Killua constantly 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 rank.
★ 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 effect 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):
★ Left Blizzardclan (aka FF)
★ Residing in Thunderclan (never officially joined)
★ Recently found a secret tunnel into and out of the camp. He's keeping it a secret to himself.
★ Promoted to Captain (HP)
★ Killed a bengal related to a human plot
★ Went to the Exiles and severely injured several
★ Promoted to Deputy

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: none
— minor injuries: none

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 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