05-03-2018, 05:50 PM
[align=center][div style="max-width: 600px; text-align: justify; font-family: arial; font-size: 11pt;"]she's still getting accustomed to clan life. it's difficult being surrounded by all these people, with all their thoughts and feelings and expectations. melantha prefers isolation. there are less responsibilities and more peace of mind. and maybe the girl feels a little reluctant to make connections here. because if she becomes too attached, it is going to make it difficult to leave once she finds her family. mel does not want to like these people. she does not want to be tied down by the guilt which accompanies leaving them behind. particularly killua and jacob. their interactions have been few and far between, but she thinks that if she is not careful, she will find herself unable to leave them. hence, her recent absence from daily life. melantha still hunts to contribute to the fresh kill pile and patrols on occasion, but she avoids everyday interactions as much as possible.
because of her isolation, the lovely young huntress is rather behind in terms of clan news. she participated in the blind dating event, but that was not exactly enough to fill in all the gaps. besides, she was extremely nervous and anxious the whole time. the poor girl does not do very well in large groups. meetings are no different.
chiseled muscles ripple beneath the mountain lioness' sleek golden pelt. she has filled out since she first arrived in snowbound. melantha has put on weight, and her beautiful golden fur now shines with a healthy glow. the spots of cubhood have long since disappeared, and she now more closely resembles an adult wildcat. it's already been half a year since she last saw her family... mel chews on the inside of her cheek, upset at the thought. she refocuses on the situation at present, and makes her way to killua's side. "hey, candy boy," she greets softly, flashing him an awkward smile. melantha avoids making direct eye-contact, but she allows a brief glance in acknowledgement. she listens to most of the announcements in silence, ears pricked attentively.
do she have suggestions? nope, but she does have one question. "do we have ambassadors to our allies?" she asks in a neutral tone, projecting her voice with a surprising amount of confidence in spite of her distaste for crowds. melantha is actually quite curious about the other clans, and she is eager to explore the world beyond this winter wonderland. but she is reluctant to risk getting attacked by people she does not know.
because of her isolation, the lovely young huntress is rather behind in terms of clan news. she participated in the blind dating event, but that was not exactly enough to fill in all the gaps. besides, she was extremely nervous and anxious the whole time. the poor girl does not do very well in large groups. meetings are no different.
chiseled muscles ripple beneath the mountain lioness' sleek golden pelt. she has filled out since she first arrived in snowbound. melantha has put on weight, and her beautiful golden fur now shines with a healthy glow. the spots of cubhood have long since disappeared, and she now more closely resembles an adult wildcat. it's already been half a year since she last saw her family... mel chews on the inside of her cheek, upset at the thought. she refocuses on the situation at present, and makes her way to killua's side. "hey, candy boy," she greets softly, flashing him an awkward smile. melantha avoids making direct eye-contact, but she allows a brief glance in acknowledgement. she listens to most of the announcements in silence, ears pricked attentively.
do she have suggestions? nope, but she does have one question. "do we have ambassadors to our allies?" she asks in a neutral tone, projecting her voice with a surprising amount of confidence in spite of her distaste for crowds. melantha is actually quite curious about the other clans, and she is eager to explore the world beyond this winter wonderland. but she is reluctant to risk getting attacked by people she does not know.