04-21-2018, 09:35 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Large beasts were common when it came to the clans. Some even possessed shapeshifting which was another common power for other animals to have. Shape shifting was an interesting power because others were able to use it with ease while others had difficulty trying to control it on a whim. At the same time shape shifting could be the power that he saw the most that would malfunction if someone couldn't control it properly. Killua had his memories erased thanks to his brother and didn't remember the time that his emotions were controled by his shape shifting powers. In which he had been filled with grief and had basically destroyed an entire territory thanks to his outrage. It was certainly difficult, but he had managed. Killua now didn't even know that he was capable of shapeshifting, which he would probably figure out later on as his life continued in the clan that he was living in now. The young male had gotten used to being one of the smaller creatures that were around the clans. Lions. Tigers. Dragons. And other mythical creatures. Some animals thought that by having a bigger body made them stronger and that they didn't have to worry about any threats. The assassin however usually wasn't phased in this regard as he could easily take down creatures that were a lot bigger than he was. He remembered when a clan leader had the body of a dragon, which he was used to at this point as his father was a dragon, and she thought that she would be able to get the better of him. During this time he had a couple more powers at his disposal, and his claws were the same as using a sharp knife to dig under flesh to cause injury. He had analyzed the female's scale strength while he was attacking her, and used his elemntal power to start to make the scales brittle to his next attacks. Then, he was able to sink his paw deep enough into her neck that he was able to slice his claws through the thick artery that supplied her brain with the necessary blood and oxygen it needed to survive. He had learned the anatomy of basically every creature, and even if he had never seen a creature before attacking the throat was usually the best option. Or a simple snap of the neck would do the trick. No matter what, whether it was a lion or tiger he would be ready. One of the animals that he knew that recently joined the place was Stark, the other being in a tiger body that Killua noticed was a little bit different than his original one. He had never once perceived the other as a threat, which made him think if the former leader had perceived him as a threat thanks to the way he had always acted toward him.
Killua was one of the more violent creatures that happened to live in a place like this where everyone was kind and welcoming. Killua was more skeptical in that regard as it took him quite a long time to be able to trust anyone that joined this place. Everyone had their own reason, and he was going to analyze every single one of them. The young male had experience when it came to dealing with different personalities over the course of his life, and the Zoldyck family had taught him exactly how to deal with them. Despite him being so sleep deprived at the moment during his recovery from his injuries, he had to keep his mind occupied for the time being. He couldn't afford to fall asleep just yet even though he was nearing his limit on the amount of days that he could go sleeping. Hearing voices, and obviously hearing Silent wasn't exactly hard for the assassin to do. The wildcat constantly had his air elementals on to hide his scent and make it basically impossible to hear him move. Which other's either liked or found quite annoying. Killua was approaching from the left side of the group instead of approaching from the front where everyone could see him. Seeing Silent through the canopies of the trees definitely made Killua uncomfortable. Killua stopped a branch that was above the group and analyzed those that were around. Obviously Silent, and Jacob were there. And Izuku was standing next to the black lion. This meant that the maine coon knew the other if he was willing to stand next to a larger species that could snap his neck with a second. The black lion stood out like a sore thumb against the snow, but that's what happens when someone isn't white like the snow like him and London. He flicks one of his large white ears as he lays himself down on the tree branch looking at the group. "You look like yin yang in the snow." Killua teased the older male, not really caring if he came off as rude. If Izuku knew the lion, did that mean the other spoke Japanese as well? He didn't feel like testing it yet, especially if the other looked at him as if he were confused if he did speak his native tongue. "What's your name?" Killua questioned the other, raising a nonexistent eyebrow toward him. He liked to gather information of those that joined the groups so that he could keep tabs of who went in and out of the clan. It gave him somewhat piece of mind, and whether or not to be suspicious of others. His long metal claws were sinking into the branch so that he wouldn't end up falling off. "Anyone is basically welcome in Snowbound as long as they aren't aggressive. You can basically do whatever you want now, and camp is that way." Killua pointed in the direction that the group would be looking toward. He was too damn tired to show the lion around, and he bet Izuku would rather do that instead. Even if he was exhausted, he didn't show it, remaining stoic as ever.
Killua was one of the more violent creatures that happened to live in a place like this where everyone was kind and welcoming. Killua was more skeptical in that regard as it took him quite a long time to be able to trust anyone that joined this place. Everyone had their own reason, and he was going to analyze every single one of them. The young male had experience when it came to dealing with different personalities over the course of his life, and the Zoldyck family had taught him exactly how to deal with them. Despite him being so sleep deprived at the moment during his recovery from his injuries, he had to keep his mind occupied for the time being. He couldn't afford to fall asleep just yet even though he was nearing his limit on the amount of days that he could go sleeping. Hearing voices, and obviously hearing Silent wasn't exactly hard for the assassin to do. The wildcat constantly had his air elementals on to hide his scent and make it basically impossible to hear him move. Which other's either liked or found quite annoying. Killua was approaching from the left side of the group instead of approaching from the front where everyone could see him. Seeing Silent through the canopies of the trees definitely made Killua uncomfortable. Killua stopped a branch that was above the group and analyzed those that were around. Obviously Silent, and Jacob were there. And Izuku was standing next to the black lion. This meant that the maine coon knew the other if he was willing to stand next to a larger species that could snap his neck with a second. The black lion stood out like a sore thumb against the snow, but that's what happens when someone isn't white like the snow like him and London. He flicks one of his large white ears as he lays himself down on the tree branch looking at the group. "You look like yin yang in the snow." Killua teased the older male, not really caring if he came off as rude. If Izuku knew the lion, did that mean the other spoke Japanese as well? He didn't feel like testing it yet, especially if the other looked at him as if he were confused if he did speak his native tongue. "What's your name?" Killua questioned the other, raising a nonexistent eyebrow toward him. He liked to gather information of those that joined the groups so that he could keep tabs of who went in and out of the clan. It gave him somewhat piece of mind, and whether or not to be suspicious of others. His long metal claws were sinking into the branch so that he wouldn't end up falling off. "Anyone is basically welcome in Snowbound as long as they aren't aggressive. You can basically do whatever you want now, and camp is that way." Killua pointed in the direction that the group would be looking toward. He was too damn tired to show the lion around, and he bet Izuku would rather do that instead. Even if he was exhausted, he didn't show it, remaining stoic as ever.
snowbound -- snowseeker -- male -- 8 moons
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