05-01-2018, 01:05 AM
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[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]
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Killua rarely ended up getting close to others when it came to living in the clans. He had no reason to try and reveal everything about himself with those that were around him. Besides, he knew that there were others in the group that probably didn't exactly like the way he acted toward them, and maybe would even have a grudge toward him, which wouldn't be the first time that had happened. He had an attitude that took a while to get used to anyway, so he wasn't going to try and make himself exactly what they wanted him to be. The assassin had no reason to fake his personality when he had been living in the clan for almost two months now. Killua didn't personally know a lot of creatures that actually lived in Snowbound. He knew practically every creature's name considering how long he has been here and that he's almost always at the border now. He only did that not out of a means to help Snowbound to make sure that they were safe all of the time, but instead of his own accord. He never liked to deal with the unexpected side of things, and that meant that he tried to gather as much information as possible even if it was bound to cause problems for him in the future. This way, it gave him some idea of what to expect in the future and be completely prepared for it. This mindset though wasn't always the best because it just meant that he was bound to become anxious or paranoid on things that happened around the clans or each interaction that he had with other clanners as well. He couldn't allow his mind to be too clouded, and because of recent events though it feels like his eyes had been opened to the aspect of a new world. Even if he had no idea what would end up waiting for him in the end. Killua hadn't been sure what to really think of Leigh for the short time that the other had been around. The other was certainly interesting and didn't seem to argue with Killua the one time that he had approached the other in the middle of a meeting talking about the Typhoon. It seemed everything dealt with the Typhoon nowadays, and part of him wished that the drama with the Typhoon had never happened. It would make his job and his life easier so that he wouldn't be tempted to go to the place and finish off Guru once and for all. Either way, the unicorn had been an apparent face in the clan, is the largest animal that existed in this place other than silent made it extremely difficult to miss him.
For one, Leigh was one of the adults that he had met in his life that he didn't automatically hate. The albino serval had no reason to hate the other when he looked at everyone with utmost respect and tried to treat everyone equally. Not an easy task to accomplish with how many animals were going in and out of the clan. It also helped that the other had offered hot chocolate the first time that Killua had met the other male. Which immediately gave him some props. Killua, of course, realized that the unicorn was incredibly soft based on the way he acted toward the Typhoon members when they brought Jacob back and the other was practically crying when they realized that they didn't end up doing anything to save the canine. Killua knew that once Leigh either left or died, it would mean that he would probably be forced to take the position of leader. The albino serval wanted nothing to do with the clans in that regard. His goal when it came to the clans was just to have fun and live a normal life, not to work and try to get to the top spot possible because that was just boring at how easy it was to climb the ranks in the first place. The young male had no reason to want to be a leader, but the only reason he kept his position was that he could use it against those if he got himself into some trouble later on. He didn't care about doing his job at all, and if anything Jacob was practically doing his job for him. Besides, if he were to become the leader it would just mean that his family would have an easier time finding him throughout the clans. Something that the assassin couldn't let happen not after what had recently happened to him. Right about now, he couldn't be in a more better mood, which was strange for him in general. The albino serval usually seemed to have a stoic expression always on his face, but he had felt like a massive weight was lifted off of his shoulders. He had finally told someone what he was, and the lies that he had done in order to hide what he had actually been and the effort he was making to try and keep away from his family. And they believed him, and accepted him for what it was, nearly driving him to tears with relief and excitement. This had been the first time that this happened. Not even Stark or his adopted sister knew about his past. And it felt GREAT. He felt more alive and that he didn't have to worry about trying to hide his true feelings. At least around the one that he had revealed himself to. Of course, this animal was London. The albino clouded leopard had been willing to hear his story, and it seemed like they were both in the same boat with the way that she had explained herself. This would ultimately end up with Killua becoming protective of the fellow wildcat, especially with her condition that could make her bleed out in a matter of seconds.
He had to be careful as if he were to touch her, there was a chance he could scratch her and it would end badly. Killua being extremely observant had noticed that Leigh wasn't around as much as he should be. Killua didn't hold enough connection to the other male to feel sad about his disappearance, as the other probably moved on or he either died. Not like it mattered to him. So, what would happen now that Leigh was gone? He wasn't about to hold a meeting. He wanted to spend his childhood having fun instead of stressing about clan politics that would never really matter in the end. Blinking his sapphire blue eyes, he was walking past the camp when he heard the voice of Jacob. He stopped for a second and angled his ears in the other's directions. The albino serval didn't have any more bandages on his body, which meant that the wounds that he had given himself weeks ago had fully healed. His long white fur beginning to cover the areas. His metal claws flexed in the snow before he started to make his way toward where the meetings were usually held in the group. Tilting his head, he wondered what Jacob had wanted, and the other started speaking as he made his way over, spotting London in the group and immediately making his way over toward her. He heard his name, but he didn't really care about the other's decision all that much. He didn't want to lead anyway. A yawn parted his jaws as he sat down next to his friend. Friend. He was going to have to get used to addressing London as such because the term held such a deep connection to him. The wildcat lowered himself onto the ground so that he was laying on his stomach as he listened to what Jacob had to say. Snowstriker? Sure he didn't mind, he would still be a high position in the group if he ever needed that to fall back on. Killua shrugged his shoulder's, opening his mouth as he conjured up a lollipop before closing it again. "Sure sure I don't really care." Killua stated calmly as he waved his paw into the air casually. Snowstriker. That sounded a lot better than Snowseeker in his mind. The less work he had to do the better it was for him. Killua's nose did scrunch up though at the mention of the Typhoon. Oh great, now that Jacob was leading the group, it just meant that they would be forced closer and closer to the Typhoon. A low groan that was barely audible escaped his jaws as one of his knicked ears flicked in response to Jacob's words. When London spoke, that practically took the words out of his mind. "Yeah, do we have to invite them?" Killua complained after what the albino clouded leopard said. He moved the lollipop that was in his mouth, as the former deputy didn't seem all that concerned that his rank was moved. Ranks never meant anything to him after all, as he usually did whatever the hell he wanted.
For one, Leigh was one of the adults that he had met in his life that he didn't automatically hate. The albino serval had no reason to hate the other when he looked at everyone with utmost respect and tried to treat everyone equally. Not an easy task to accomplish with how many animals were going in and out of the clan. It also helped that the other had offered hot chocolate the first time that Killua had met the other male. Which immediately gave him some props. Killua, of course, realized that the unicorn was incredibly soft based on the way he acted toward the Typhoon members when they brought Jacob back and the other was practically crying when they realized that they didn't end up doing anything to save the canine. Killua knew that once Leigh either left or died, it would mean that he would probably be forced to take the position of leader. The albino serval wanted nothing to do with the clans in that regard. His goal when it came to the clans was just to have fun and live a normal life, not to work and try to get to the top spot possible because that was just boring at how easy it was to climb the ranks in the first place. The young male had no reason to want to be a leader, but the only reason he kept his position was that he could use it against those if he got himself into some trouble later on. He didn't care about doing his job at all, and if anything Jacob was practically doing his job for him. Besides, if he were to become the leader it would just mean that his family would have an easier time finding him throughout the clans. Something that the assassin couldn't let happen not after what had recently happened to him. Right about now, he couldn't be in a more better mood, which was strange for him in general. The albino serval usually seemed to have a stoic expression always on his face, but he had felt like a massive weight was lifted off of his shoulders. He had finally told someone what he was, and the lies that he had done in order to hide what he had actually been and the effort he was making to try and keep away from his family. And they believed him, and accepted him for what it was, nearly driving him to tears with relief and excitement. This had been the first time that this happened. Not even Stark or his adopted sister knew about his past. And it felt GREAT. He felt more alive and that he didn't have to worry about trying to hide his true feelings. At least around the one that he had revealed himself to. Of course, this animal was London. The albino clouded leopard had been willing to hear his story, and it seemed like they were both in the same boat with the way that she had explained herself. This would ultimately end up with Killua becoming protective of the fellow wildcat, especially with her condition that could make her bleed out in a matter of seconds.
He had to be careful as if he were to touch her, there was a chance he could scratch her and it would end badly. Killua being extremely observant had noticed that Leigh wasn't around as much as he should be. Killua didn't hold enough connection to the other male to feel sad about his disappearance, as the other probably moved on or he either died. Not like it mattered to him. So, what would happen now that Leigh was gone? He wasn't about to hold a meeting. He wanted to spend his childhood having fun instead of stressing about clan politics that would never really matter in the end. Blinking his sapphire blue eyes, he was walking past the camp when he heard the voice of Jacob. He stopped for a second and angled his ears in the other's directions. The albino serval didn't have any more bandages on his body, which meant that the wounds that he had given himself weeks ago had fully healed. His long white fur beginning to cover the areas. His metal claws flexed in the snow before he started to make his way toward where the meetings were usually held in the group. Tilting his head, he wondered what Jacob had wanted, and the other started speaking as he made his way over, spotting London in the group and immediately making his way over toward her. He heard his name, but he didn't really care about the other's decision all that much. He didn't want to lead anyway. A yawn parted his jaws as he sat down next to his friend. Friend. He was going to have to get used to addressing London as such because the term held such a deep connection to him. The wildcat lowered himself onto the ground so that he was laying on his stomach as he listened to what Jacob had to say. Snowstriker? Sure he didn't mind, he would still be a high position in the group if he ever needed that to fall back on. Killua shrugged his shoulder's, opening his mouth as he conjured up a lollipop before closing it again. "Sure sure I don't really care." Killua stated calmly as he waved his paw into the air casually. Snowstriker. That sounded a lot better than Snowseeker in his mind. The less work he had to do the better it was for him. Killua's nose did scrunch up though at the mention of the Typhoon. Oh great, now that Jacob was leading the group, it just meant that they would be forced closer and closer to the Typhoon. A low groan that was barely audible escaped his jaws as one of his knicked ears flicked in response to Jacob's words. When London spoke, that practically took the words out of his mind. "Yeah, do we have to invite them?" Killua complained after what the albino clouded leopard said. He moved the lollipop that was in his mouth, as the former deputy didn't seem all that concerned that his rank was moved. Ranks never meant anything to him after all, as he usually did whatever the hell he wanted.
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albino serval | extreme difficulty | BIO