05-11-2019, 07:24 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Killua enjoyed Elysium. There were some aspects of the group that made him feel a little bit more comfortable with the familiarity of the place. Sure, the Ascendants technically didn't exist anymore, but the observatory did. He remembered arriving on the border of the Ascendants and asking about the observatory because he had never seen one before and didn't know how they worked. And in the process, he was given an invitation to explore the place, and his response was immediate as he ran toward the observatory. That still existed. Killua wasn't really a fan of the ocean part of the territory, as he didn't enjoy being in the water all that much, especially cold water. He remembered having to save Aizawa from a frozen lake when the lion had fallen in it, and he remembered the chilled feeling he had gotten from that moment in Snowbound. He didn't want to repeat that process, and if anything he kept to the forest areas of the territories. Killua had an obvious habit of sticking to the trees and sneaking up on those that weren't paying attention. The assassin knew how dangerous these places could be for those that weren't used to this kind of life. There could be an instance where an enemy could sneak into the camp and start attacking everyone when they least expected it. This was one of the many reasons why he kept his enhanced senses up, listening to anything that may be considered odd. Also, this allowed him to memorize the step patterns of those that lived in Elysium, as he much preferred this than trying to memorize scents. He took all the precautions so that he would be able to be prepared for anything. He hated being caught off guard or not in control, one of the reasons why he disliked being around his family because they were unpredictable. Killua knew of Honey, and he knew that if he was going to protect anyone it was going to be her.
He wasn't sure exactly how much older he was compared to the canine, but he didn't really care. He wondered if Amorette was like that when she was younger. Nah, she was probably a lot quieter and not as excited. He remembered a couple of faces from the previous clans that he had been in that reminded him of the energy that younger animals tended to have. Was he ever like that? Killua wasn't sure. His childhood had been complicated after all. Killua used his enhanced senses to keep track of those that lived in Elysium, which was probably against everyone's privacy but they didn't need to know. This way, he would be able to tell if someone was in any kind of trouble. The albino serval let a yawn pass across his jaws, not having slept since he arrived in Elysium, constantly on guard and not trusting anyone that lived here just yet. The albino serval was in a tree, laying on a branch not too far up off the ground. He wasn't really doing much other than listening to his surroundings. Taking a break from using his powers, he was able to hear pawsteps that were approaching him. Sadly, he hadn't been around long enough to know who's pawsteps they were, but they were light against the ground from what he could hear. Something small. Eventually, he caught sight of the form that was walking toward his tree a little bit. There was only one african wild dog that he knew of in Elysium as of now. His sapphire blue eyes tracked the female for a couple of moments as he adjusted himself on his branch so that his metal claws could get a better grip. "Yo. Walking around alone isn't exactly safe." Killua would speak up, curious to whether or not he would take her off guard. The albino serval wasn't the greatest when it came to conservations, but he was trying. Maybe one day he would be as good as London when she talked to other animals.
He wasn't sure exactly how much older he was compared to the canine, but he didn't really care. He wondered if Amorette was like that when she was younger. Nah, she was probably a lot quieter and not as excited. He remembered a couple of faces from the previous clans that he had been in that reminded him of the energy that younger animals tended to have. Was he ever like that? Killua wasn't sure. His childhood had been complicated after all. Killua used his enhanced senses to keep track of those that lived in Elysium, which was probably against everyone's privacy but they didn't need to know. This way, he would be able to tell if someone was in any kind of trouble. The albino serval let a yawn pass across his jaws, not having slept since he arrived in Elysium, constantly on guard and not trusting anyone that lived here just yet. The albino serval was in a tree, laying on a branch not too far up off the ground. He wasn't really doing much other than listening to his surroundings. Taking a break from using his powers, he was able to hear pawsteps that were approaching him. Sadly, he hadn't been around long enough to know who's pawsteps they were, but they were light against the ground from what he could hear. Something small. Eventually, he caught sight of the form that was walking toward his tree a little bit. There was only one african wild dog that he knew of in Elysium as of now. His sapphire blue eyes tracked the female for a couple of moments as he adjusted himself on his branch so that his metal claws could get a better grip. "Yo. Walking around alone isn't exactly safe." Killua would speak up, curious to whether or not he would take her off guard. The albino serval wasn't the greatest when it came to conservations, but he was trying. Maybe one day he would be as good as London when she talked to other animals.
elysium -- apprentice -- male -- 10 moons
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO