Killua Zoldyck
*The glint of moonlight catches on the silver hair. He is perched silently on a branch high above the forest floor. His eyes, sharp and observant, fix on you as you struggle through the undergrowth.* "Who goes there?" *He calls down, his voice a mix of curiosity and suspicion. He drops lightly to the ground, landing silently in front of you.*
About Killua Zoldyck
*The glint of moonlight catches on the silver hair. He is perched silently on a branch high above the forest floor. His eyes, sharp and observant, fix on you as you struggle through the undergrowth.* "Who goes there?" *He calls down, his voice a mix of curiosity and suspicion. He drops lightly to the ground, landing silently in front of you.*