[EXPONET OF 2 — Open, Joining]

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[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0;color:#B6D8C0;font-size:20pt;letter-spacing:-2px][font=georgia]A TINCTURE OF MEMORIES[/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0; width: 330px; color:#ECDBBC;font-size:8pt;margin-top:-9px;letter-spacing: 0px; line-height: 98%;][font=arial][justify]There was nothing particularly wrong with waiting at the top of the stairs - it wasn't as if Tama was too bothered by it. After all, most tended to clamber up the staircase before speaking of their name and business, and that was understandable. Therefore, she wasn't bothered by the stranger's ascendance - so long as he had good intentions, anyway. The servaline drew to a halt by Speccy, ashen orbs shifting towards the canine, whilst she would tug her maw into a light smile. "Ah, hello!" She'd chirp - though refrained from mentioning much else, considering that Spectralregalia had already sported the main inquiry.

[fancypost bgcolor= opacity: 0.5; borderwidth=0px; width: 400px;][justify][font=times new roman]When Pierce had come across Blizzardclan, he had done the exact same thing. How was he supposed to know the territory started on the ground? He saw floating islands, so he climbed them. He didn't see anything wrong with it as long as they didn't have violent or hostile reasons. He could definitely understand the confusion, especially with the marble staircase. That could distract you from pretty much anything. At least, it had distracted the Paladin. He had basically forgotten all his worries when he saw it.

Amber eyes resting on the winged husky, he hurried over after Tama, his mouth drawing up into a smile. It seemed Spectralregalia had already asked the mandatory questions, so he simply stopped beside his leader and said softly, "Hello! I'm Pierce."

[spoiler][font=times new roman][size=16pt]GENERAL[/size]

||Pierce
||Male
||Serval
||Bisexual/Biromantic
||Six months
||Paladin
||Single
||Usually ages every 75th post, this can vary.

[size=16pt]PHYSICAL[/size]

||Injuries : None
||Health : 100%
||Typically colored serval with large amber eyes. He has a creamy white chest leading down to a white stomach and a couple white highlights on his legs. Also rather tall and muscular with long legs.

[size=16pt]PERSONALITY[/size]

||Reserved
||Intelligent
||Independent
||Protective
||Bizarre
||Curious
||Untrusting
||Observant
||Impulsive
||Unstable - Developing
||Clingy
||Awkward

[size=16pt]INTERACTION[/size]

||Medium physically
||Hard mentally
||Attack in #CD853F
||No maim or kill
||Can powerplay peaceful/nonviolent actions

[size=16pt]RELATIONSHIPS[/size]

||Single
||Two friends
||One possible friend
||Crushing on Riddlersgame

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[*waves at chip* Hey buddy!!! It's been a while!]

If the other was an archangel, then Killua could probably be considered a type of demon in that regard. Having been taught nothing but how to kill creatures and take lives away from others, the ivory hued wildcat didn't exactly know better on how to deal with things that were extremely complicated. Over the course of several weeks, the Blizzardclanners would note that the murders that had once been committed had stopped when Killua began to debate against himself if this was what he wanted to do with the rest of his life. Because he knew that if he followed this path, the rest of his family would be so happy for him to continue the family line and continue the way that the family was set up for him. He knew that his father was far from dying when it comes to him being able to inherit the family wealth and go from there. The assassin was forced to grow up in a castle where there were no interactions with others, and the one creature he was actually able to befriend for the first time in his life he was forced to kill when he was just a kitten. Even though right now he was still around the age of an apprentice, he had a lot more experience when it came to killing compared to most adults in general. It just showed how an upbringing can completely change someone from the way that they act to the morals that they are able to adapt. Right now Killua doesn't consider any Blizzardclanner worth saving as all of them are weak in his eyes. While there is one that is able to defend themselves, and that creature just happened to be the Blizzardclan leader, the first female to make him fail a contract since he was born. He had killed plenty of leaders prior to this, so he thought it would just be the same while he was wrong entirely. The Combatant didn't consider himself part of Blizzardclan on the regard that he didn't care about this place, and this was the place where he was hiding out from the rest of his family. Now he was forced to rest in the clan after being seriously injured by his own brother that would have left him for dead, yet knew that the injuries he caused his younger brother wouldn't be enough to kill him. Because of this, the Combatant was covered in bandages, and there were stitches obvious in his flesh if he turned a certain direction. Even with all the herbs that were underneath his bandages, there was no scent of the herbs that anyone would be able to recognize. He never smelled like anything after all. Killua was able to hear the voices at the edge of the territory using his super senses. The Blizzardclanner let a low huff escape his jaws as he teleported into a nearby tree only to see another dog. He could see Barry being the type that would be very happy to see all the dogs that were making their way towards Blizzardclan. A bored look was spread across the winged creatures features as he didn't really take any care in who the other was, as he didn't look on that strong in that regard. "Pretty calm while you are waiting outside of a strange territory." Killua almost sounded like he was scolding the other for not keeping his guard off. If the other had been keeping his guard up, the assassin would have known as he was an expert in making himself look relaxed while also remaining on guard. He was laying on a branch, his splinted arm hidden by the rest of his body.

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