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

He missed the snow. In Snowbound there always seemed to be an abundance of the substance. But, there was no returning to that place again, and it pained his heart. He made sure never to show any sad emotions on his facial features, still believing that it was a sign of weakness that he wasn't willing to show just yet in this group. His absence wasn't really much of an absence as he had been around but keeping his presence mostly hidden. This group never really seemed to have anything entertaining happen, at least entertaining to the likes of an assassin. He flourished in areas that were constantly fighting with one another so that he could put his skills to good use. He wasn't great with arts and crafts and also didn't have many other talents than being an assassin. That didn't mean that he couldn't learn, but certain topcis seemed to him that they were boring and pointless. The only games that he had ever played when he was younger was Darts, and he only played the game as it improved his control of his air elementals. Any game he played was disguished as a means of training him to become the perfect assassin that his family wanted him to be. The wildcat was no longer like that, and had participated in a couple clan games here and there over the months that he did stay in them. Anything that required any physical skill usually kept his interest, no matter how small. If anyone challenged him, he would be quick to take up the challenge and never back down. A tired and bored look spead across his facial features as he made his way toward the meeting area only seeing two familiar faces. Where the hell was Stark? The old bastard was probably cooped up inside of a cave slumped over blueprints or something. A heavy sigh escaped his jaws as he sat himself down, his albino black mamba companion wrapped around his neck and chest. Summer games? Interesting, was there a competition to any of this? Raising one of his unsheathed paws and he would scratch the side of his face as he listened to the announcement. He doubted that anyone would want to join in what he might come up with, as this was a peaceful group. "Well, did you have anything in mind?" Killua questioned Tena, as when it came to the clan leaders he was around before, they usually came up with a couple ideas and then the rest of the group would expand off of it. Unless the entire group was motivated to put on games themselves, he doubted that this event would get very far. He had been through the life and death of a couple clans now, so he had experience with this sort of thing. After he spoke, he opened his maw again, conjuring a red colored lollipop that quickly dropped into his mouth. 

elysium -- apprentice -- male -- 10 moons