04-21-2018, 09:03 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Killua couldn't wait till he finally decided to leave the mansion that he had grown up with. He couldn't stand being around his family enough. Although if he told the clanners what his family had actually done to him they probably would say that they weren't his family. No matter what he thought though, they were still his family and he didn't want any of them to die just yet. He wasn't sure what he thought about his older brother anymore as the other just constantly pissed him off back and forth. The other was terrifying in all regard though, and such that there was nothing that Killua feared when it came to the clans. He had no reason to when most of them were weaker than he was. Was he the strongest in Snowbound right now? Killua wasn't sure and actually debated whether it was a tie between him, Silent, and Hisoka. Obviously, the kitsune was powerful because he could feel that he was a killer and not the regular type that just sat around and waited for something interesting to happen. The other was a threat that he was going to have to keep track of, and he was trying his best not to be afraid of the other as well. Which was hard to do when his body usually reacted on its own when it came to his fear. The wildcat wanted to badly not to be afraid of trivial things anymore, but the constant brainwashing that his family had done to him at such a young age basically made that impossible to happen. Unless he physically forced himself out of the trace that he always found himself in. Which he hadn't even tried to train himself to do just yet, and he wasn't going to bother to try and get other's to train with him either. Most of the creatures that lived in this place didn't exactly care about violence, while he was almost always was for it, as long as it wasn't for some stupid reason that was given anyway. Killua just had to get stronger so that he could face his brother, but over the past couple of days he had debated whether or not that was a good idea. It was almost a week ago now that he had committed murder on the border of the clan, and he wished that it had never happened. He didn't want to kill anymore and yet despite that his body had simply moved. Which put the rest of those that lived in Snowbound in obvious danger if he wasn't careful enough. He hadn't slept a couple days since that happened, and when he tried to sleep after what had happened, he woke up with another night terror. He didn't get those often, but when it did, it made him scared to sleep. Hence the reason why he lived away from camp instead of living in camp like the rest of them. He couldn't afford to have someone come and try and wake him up from a nightmare as he might accidentally kill them if he wasn't careful enough.
There were plenty of different species that lived in the clans such as this hell. One, there was even someone that looked like an amalgamation of so many different things, and he didn't even know how the other was existing honestly. Despite the lack of sleep that he had been getting, which was impossible for most creatures to do, but he was trained to work on little to no sleep for a certain amount of days. He was approaching his limit though and he didn't know how long he was going to last. Luckily, he was great when it came to putting a facade to make sure that everyone thought he was fine. Which he would always say if other's asked him if he wasn't okay. The albino serval usually stayed up in the trees when it came to dealing with the border. So that he could get the surprise on those that wouldn't expect it. While he was walking alone, a frown was spread across his facial features as he walked, his white paws sinking into the snow yet making no sound. His air elemental's made it so that it was impossible to catch his scent thanks to the small movements of airs that surrounded his body. He wasn't alone this time as he walked around. The wildcat had a certain companion around his neck, the albino black mamba fitting perfectly around his body. Koru being full grown though means that he also has to wrap his body around Killua's torso. Which is was fine as long as the other didn't move the bandages that were wrapped around his shoulder and torso, to cover his stitches. He blinked his sapphire blue eyes as he heard voices in the distance, he decided that he might as well check it out. Koru's head looked in the direction that Killua was heading, the venomous snake not making any movements as the other seeped his body heat. Killua made his way silently toward the group, and spotted a maned wolf. A maned wolf. Well that was certainly a surprise that came out of nowhere. He hadn't seen a maned wolf in a long time, and was immediately interested as he made his way over, keeping off to the side of the group. Maria was her name. He'll commit it to memory. Killua sat himself down as Koru flicked his tongue toward the canine, not making any aggressive moments. His eyes flicked over to look at London for a second before turning back toward Maria. "Yo, Snowbound basically accepts anyone as long as they aren't aggressive. Feel free to do what you want, and I can show you the camp if you want." The assassin stated calmly, and for once he had actually forgotten to say his name, instead of keeping his name a secret like he usually did. Maybe it was because he was so tired, he honestly didn't care at the moment. He just needed some sort of distraction. A neutral look was spread across his facial features when he spoke, and he spoke calmly too.
There were plenty of different species that lived in the clans such as this hell. One, there was even someone that looked like an amalgamation of so many different things, and he didn't even know how the other was existing honestly. Despite the lack of sleep that he had been getting, which was impossible for most creatures to do, but he was trained to work on little to no sleep for a certain amount of days. He was approaching his limit though and he didn't know how long he was going to last. Luckily, he was great when it came to putting a facade to make sure that everyone thought he was fine. Which he would always say if other's asked him if he wasn't okay. The albino serval usually stayed up in the trees when it came to dealing with the border. So that he could get the surprise on those that wouldn't expect it. While he was walking alone, a frown was spread across his facial features as he walked, his white paws sinking into the snow yet making no sound. His air elemental's made it so that it was impossible to catch his scent thanks to the small movements of airs that surrounded his body. He wasn't alone this time as he walked around. The wildcat had a certain companion around his neck, the albino black mamba fitting perfectly around his body. Koru being full grown though means that he also has to wrap his body around Killua's torso. Which is was fine as long as the other didn't move the bandages that were wrapped around his shoulder and torso, to cover his stitches. He blinked his sapphire blue eyes as he heard voices in the distance, he decided that he might as well check it out. Koru's head looked in the direction that Killua was heading, the venomous snake not making any movements as the other seeped his body heat. Killua made his way silently toward the group, and spotted a maned wolf. A maned wolf. Well that was certainly a surprise that came out of nowhere. He hadn't seen a maned wolf in a long time, and was immediately interested as he made his way over, keeping off to the side of the group. Maria was her name. He'll commit it to memory. Killua sat himself down as Koru flicked his tongue toward the canine, not making any aggressive moments. His eyes flicked over to look at London for a second before turning back toward Maria. "Yo, Snowbound basically accepts anyone as long as they aren't aggressive. Feel free to do what you want, and I can show you the camp if you want." The assassin stated calmly, and for once he had actually forgotten to say his name, instead of keeping his name a secret like he usually did. Maybe it was because he was so tired, he honestly didn't care at the moment. He just needed some sort of distraction. A neutral look was spread across his facial features when he spoke, and he spoke calmly too.
snowbound -- snowseeker -- male -- 8 moons
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO