07-05-2019, 08:56 PM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Immortality did not exist. Everyone died. Anyone could be killed. That's what his life had taught him very long ago. He quickly learned that anything could be killed, including mythical creatures. No one was exempt from being killed, as there was a way to kill someone eventually even if it took a while. The assassin did not believe that there would be anything waiting for him after death, and that scared him. Indeed, he was scared to die now because he hadn't found the life that he constantly told his family that he was going to find eventually. The albino serval had a life that he wanted to live, and that was difficult when he was still learning what should have been taught to him when he was just a kitten. Killua was a killer, ironically enough, but he was trying to turn a new leaf. This was his fourth try in a clan to try and become a better person than he had been previously. The young male still had a lot to learn, and he was trying his best not to kill anyone that pissed him off.
The one good aspect of living in Elysium now was considering that London now lived here with him. Stark also lived here albeit he hadn't seen the old man in a good while. He had friends that he recognized and he felt just a little bit less lonely now that he had other animals to talk to that he actually knew. It was a nice change of pace, but there was something in the back of his mind that constantly told him that this wouldn't last. An event would eventually occur that would take peace away from a group, as that is how it always happened. There was no such thing as peace. There was such a thing as a peace hiatus. Eventually, someone would want to try to start trouble, and sometimes it was himself that would try to start something simply out of boredom. However, he wasn't going to be the one that would attempt to try to start all-out wars. Too many innocent lives are lost when it comes to war, and he had seen it with his own eyes. Now, his mind was mostly focused on training to be stronger than he had ever been. This meant that he was always practicing his electrical elementals to try and make them stronger and bare the pain more so that he could utilize them to their full strength. Easier said than done with a power that caused him serious amounts of pain.
The albino wildcat constantly patrolled the area when he wasn't training. London lived here now, which meant that he couldn't let any dangers enter the area as long as he was around. Most of the time when he lived in a group, he took it upon himself to become the groups protector, without stating it vocally. He didn't want to see any innocent lives taken, but if someone deserved it he didn't really care. If there was anyone that didn't belong in a place like this based on their background it was certainly him. The assassin's movements remained silent as he began to track the sound of familiar voices that were obviously near the border. They were probably talking to someone that they didn't recognize or know. He flicked one of his large white ears as he leaped from tree to tree, keeping his movements minimum as he had Koru around his neck. He didn't exactly want the albino black mamba to slip from his throat either. The young male eventually found himself on a tree above the group, his sapphire blue eyes trained on the stranger that he didn't recognize. At first, he thought it was Tena, but the scent didn't match, they just happened to be the same species. Maybe they were family, or it was just a coincidence. He had met several servals before that would join the same group that he was in, but none of them were ever his coloration. He wondered if Pierce was still alive. The assassin silently lowered himself onto the branch that he was on, not giving any indication to his presence. His means of greeting newcomers did not change all that much since Snowbound. The former deputy kept an emotionless expression on his face as he kept his claws in the wood of the branch that he was on to keep himself from slipping. Around 10ft up off the ground, he would have plenty of time to react if the sand cat actually turned out to be a threat. "You look like leader lady." Killua partly forgot the ladies name, which happened from time to time. But, names were also important and he wasn't about to give it out to a stranger if they were scouting for information of nearby clans. After he spoke, the albino serval's gaze would look at London to make sure that she was safe before looking at the stranger again.
The one good aspect of living in Elysium now was considering that London now lived here with him. Stark also lived here albeit he hadn't seen the old man in a good while. He had friends that he recognized and he felt just a little bit less lonely now that he had other animals to talk to that he actually knew. It was a nice change of pace, but there was something in the back of his mind that constantly told him that this wouldn't last. An event would eventually occur that would take peace away from a group, as that is how it always happened. There was no such thing as peace. There was such a thing as a peace hiatus. Eventually, someone would want to try to start trouble, and sometimes it was himself that would try to start something simply out of boredom. However, he wasn't going to be the one that would attempt to try to start all-out wars. Too many innocent lives are lost when it comes to war, and he had seen it with his own eyes. Now, his mind was mostly focused on training to be stronger than he had ever been. This meant that he was always practicing his electrical elementals to try and make them stronger and bare the pain more so that he could utilize them to their full strength. Easier said than done with a power that caused him serious amounts of pain.
The albino wildcat constantly patrolled the area when he wasn't training. London lived here now, which meant that he couldn't let any dangers enter the area as long as he was around. Most of the time when he lived in a group, he took it upon himself to become the groups protector, without stating it vocally. He didn't want to see any innocent lives taken, but if someone deserved it he didn't really care. If there was anyone that didn't belong in a place like this based on their background it was certainly him. The assassin's movements remained silent as he began to track the sound of familiar voices that were obviously near the border. They were probably talking to someone that they didn't recognize or know. He flicked one of his large white ears as he leaped from tree to tree, keeping his movements minimum as he had Koru around his neck. He didn't exactly want the albino black mamba to slip from his throat either. The young male eventually found himself on a tree above the group, his sapphire blue eyes trained on the stranger that he didn't recognize. At first, he thought it was Tena, but the scent didn't match, they just happened to be the same species. Maybe they were family, or it was just a coincidence. He had met several servals before that would join the same group that he was in, but none of them were ever his coloration. He wondered if Pierce was still alive. The assassin silently lowered himself onto the branch that he was on, not giving any indication to his presence. His means of greeting newcomers did not change all that much since Snowbound. The former deputy kept an emotionless expression on his face as he kept his claws in the wood of the branch that he was on to keep himself from slipping. Around 10ft up off the ground, he would have plenty of time to react if the sand cat actually turned out to be a threat. "You look like leader lady." Killua partly forgot the ladies name, which happened from time to time. But, names were also important and he wasn't about to give it out to a stranger if they were scouting for information of nearby clans. After he spoke, the albino serval's gaze would look at London to make sure that she was safe before looking at the stranger again.
elysium -- apprentice -- male -- 10 moons
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO