[shadow=darkblue,right]KILLUA[/shadow]

Games had never been a thing that Killua was allowed to play while he was younger. The assasins only had one job and that was to be the best when it came to being an assassin and nothing else. Nothing else was supposed to matter and he was uspposed to be numb at anything else that could possibly happen in his life. Sure, there were a couple of games that he was forced to play because it would help develop his mind a little bit more because of it. Such as chess, or even darts so that he could be accurate when it came to throwing projectiles. Although throwing projectiles wasn't something that he did often unless he was using his yo-yo's. Which at first glance definitely didn't seem to look like weapons at all. Until someone tried to lift them and realize that anything smaller than a cougar wouldn't be able to lift them thanks to the weight that they had behind him. He had to admit that his older brother could be useful sometimes when it came to ordering stuff that usually wouldn't be possible. Or even really made properly, there was only really two things that Killua kept with him throughout the months that he had spent in the clans after all. A bag of candy, and his yo-yo's. That was all that he needed, at least what he would really come to think. When he first arrived in the clans, Killua thought that the aspects of game were idiotic. There was no need for them and were a complete waste of time while other's could potentially making a better life for themself and nothing else. Killua had no need for games, even if the ones that were playing the games seemed happy to do them. It made no sense to the wildcat, and yet he yearned to know what it was like to feel that happiness. He needed to figure it out, and eventually he did. Killua forced himself to become familiar with certain games that the clans would play with one another. This way he wouldn't be the idiot that would question what the game was. It would make it easier on himself and wouldn't make him seem like that much of an idiot either. The albino serval sometimes passed by the camp to make sure that nothing bad was happening or to make sure that he wasn't need for whatever reason. Not like he was ever really needed though despite him being deputy of all things. And as usual when he passed the area, the smell of hot chocolate caught his attention, and he stopped for a second in the snow as he looked down at his white paws. Debating. He felt like he should keep walking and that nothing bad would happen if he did. He could just go about his day without any worry. Yet, he didn't, as he turned himself and walked into camp. Not surprised to see Jacob there. The other always did a lot more than him, but that was Jacob. Killua didn't really care that much about doing his job and getting around to others. A neutral look was spread across his facial features as he approached, noticing the hot chocolates that were placed out for others. A game huh? That seemed like a good distraction, at least for him. "Yo. I'd be up for some truth or dare." Killua stated with a small tired grin spreading across his facial features. It was better than nothing, and it meant that he could have some chocolate while he waited for some other's to approach. It could also mean that he would be dared to do something fun as he doubted that he would ask for truth in the game either. He used one of his paws to grab onto a mug of hot chocolate, bringing it closer to him. His eyes on Jacob for the moment as he waited for other's to appear. For now.

snowbound -- snowseeker -- male -- 8 moons