05-16-2019, 12:32 AM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Mythical creatures were nothing new to the albino serval. His father was a dragon, which logically didn't make any sense as to how he was a serval when his father was a dragon. Well, his family had plenty of powers under their disposal, one of those powers was shape-shifting, and his mother and his father both had that power. They wanted to make sure that their family was diverse enough to different breeds, something that Killua didn't exactly understand. His grandfather was also a dragon, and that was basically their symbol, was the dragon. Snakes were also symbols for his family for fairly obvious reasons. When he traveled to the clans, the strange creatures he came across just seemed to increase in number. The assassin was somewhat surprised about seeing creatures that came from a myth that were found in books centuries old. He wasn't at all intimidated by the likes of mythical creatures, but then extinct creatures started to rear their heads up from the graves. There were even what were called Hellhounds walking around, but to him, they were just really large canines and nothing more. A couple of extinct creatures like dinosaurs were some aspects that he remembered from the clans. He never killed the likes of extinct animals, and in fact, he killed more mythical creatures. At one point, he had killed a griffon out of habit when it came to him not killing something after an extensive period of time. Not killing something had once felt like an itch underneath his skin that he needed to itch or he would surely go insane. Killua prided himself in knowing so many different species. Maybe the textbooks he hated reading as a child was worth it after all. If he knew the species of the creature, he would have an idea of what type of anatomy the creature would have, and how to kill it quicker with less of a struggle.
As they traveled toward the forest, and when they finally entered it, Killua relaxed a lot more than he had shown to the rest of the patrol. He wished that he could just leap into the trees and travel from branch to branch to the border, but that didn't really seem to be the case as he would end up leaving everyone else behind. Having the body of a serval meant that he was the second fastest land animal, just behind the cheetah. His body was more made for speed rather than brute force, but he could adapt to most situations using the tools that were given to him and improvising on the spot. If he used his air elementals, he could easily exceed a certain speed with ease and no one could catch him unless they teleported or had good enough reaction time to dodge his attacks. Killua would look over his shoulder as Straw spoke, his ears swivel in different directions to keep track of any movement they could potentially come up on. A friend, specifically a jaguar killed a smilodon. He had to say that it was an interesting story. Just because an animal was once extinct and now was in the world of the living didn't mean that they were all that strong. Especially if the jaguar had powers like he did, taking down a smilodon would be easy work for Killua.
"Why did she kill it?" Killua doubted that the female knew how the jaguar killed the smilodon. However, he would make sure to remember Straw's friend's name for future reference if he ever wanted to bring them up again. Once he asked the question, he moved his gaze so that he was looking forward, and they approached the border. The assassin immediately lowered his nose to see if there were any scents around. He caught some faint scents that were nearby that didn't belong to Elysium. As he searched border a little bit more, he came across a couple of pawprints. He sized the pawprint with his own and was able to identify the species of the animal by the mark that it made on the ground, and from the looks of it, it wasn't alone. "Looks like there might be a pack of canines nearby. They're not from here so stay sharp if we come across them." Killua stated calmly as he started to walk down the border, his sapphire blue eyes attentive to his surroundings. If a fight were to break out between the pack and them, he wondered if he could stop himself from killing them and instead just injure the ones that did attack him. Killua's mind immediately started to go in the direction of worst-case scenario and began to think of different methods that would leave the least amount of casualties.
As they traveled toward the forest, and when they finally entered it, Killua relaxed a lot more than he had shown to the rest of the patrol. He wished that he could just leap into the trees and travel from branch to branch to the border, but that didn't really seem to be the case as he would end up leaving everyone else behind. Having the body of a serval meant that he was the second fastest land animal, just behind the cheetah. His body was more made for speed rather than brute force, but he could adapt to most situations using the tools that were given to him and improvising on the spot. If he used his air elementals, he could easily exceed a certain speed with ease and no one could catch him unless they teleported or had good enough reaction time to dodge his attacks. Killua would look over his shoulder as Straw spoke, his ears swivel in different directions to keep track of any movement they could potentially come up on. A friend, specifically a jaguar killed a smilodon. He had to say that it was an interesting story. Just because an animal was once extinct and now was in the world of the living didn't mean that they were all that strong. Especially if the jaguar had powers like he did, taking down a smilodon would be easy work for Killua.
"Why did she kill it?" Killua doubted that the female knew how the jaguar killed the smilodon. However, he would make sure to remember Straw's friend's name for future reference if he ever wanted to bring them up again. Once he asked the question, he moved his gaze so that he was looking forward, and they approached the border. The assassin immediately lowered his nose to see if there were any scents around. He caught some faint scents that were nearby that didn't belong to Elysium. As he searched border a little bit more, he came across a couple of pawprints. He sized the pawprint with his own and was able to identify the species of the animal by the mark that it made on the ground, and from the looks of it, it wasn't alone. "Looks like there might be a pack of canines nearby. They're not from here so stay sharp if we come across them." Killua stated calmly as he started to walk down the border, his sapphire blue eyes attentive to his surroundings. If a fight were to break out between the pack and them, he wondered if he could stop himself from killing them and instead just injure the ones that did attack him. Killua's mind immediately started to go in the direction of worst-case scenario and began to think of different methods that would leave the least amount of casualties.
elysium -- apprentice -- male -- 10 moons
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO