duck, duck, goose | valentine's prompt

[Howlfire]

With clan life moving as fast as it did and days filled with tasks upon tasks of things to do, sometimes Howlpaw liked to wind down and just have a bit of fun. And that was exactly what she was going to do! It had been a while since she had played - or at least tried - a game with multiple participants, but already she had managed to convince a few apprentices to take part. Tag was the game of choice though it had taken a while for Howlpaw to reach that decision. She had debated playing mossball or hosting a round of two truths and one lie but she wasn't feeling either option, especially the latter. She wanted to stretch her legs and run, to laugh, and feel with the breeze ruffling her pelt.

Two apprentices were already with her, waiting for her to start the game, but the chocolate torbie was hoping for a few other cats to potentially join. "I'll start soon," Howlpaw assured them. "I want to see if anybody else joins first."

@Bananapaw @sweetpaw. ​

 

[TERMITEHUM]

( 𓆣 ) Termitepaw gingerly pads over, curious about the small gathering of apprentices. They know Howlpaw and Bananapaw a little, at least, so they feel a bit more comfortable intruding. They seem to be just... sitting around. Waiting on something, it seems? Termitepaw cocks their head to the side, glancing over at Howlpaw. "Sta-art what?" She asks softly, intrigue for once outweighing fear.​

 

[Honeysplash]

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Eyes lit up like the sun at the idea of playing duck duck goose! She hadn't played that game in so long, she honestly missed it and was estatic when Howlpaw suggested it. Bananapaw sat nearby with a small wave of her tail in excitement. Things where going so well and she was just generally happy that day, a game would be icing on the cake! As they say of course.

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[Snowpath]

He wasn't one for games really. Maybe that was the problem, maybe he needed to try more. Try harder. To just be a normal apprentice again. He and Howlpaw were on alright terms now, nothing he would consider a friendship but an understanding all the same; so he didn't feel as hesitant to approach as he might have before. White paws carried him along in a slow trot, head lowered but ears alert and golden eyes curiously moving to stare at the fiery she-cat upon her comment. He slowed to a stop next to Termitepaw and gave her a friendly shoulder bump that was barely even a bump at all before offering Bananapaw a nod as well. "Um-what is it you're all doing?" It had sounded like organizing a group for something, a game? A hunting party? Snowpaw had not a clue but he wanted to offer himself to join all the same. It took a moment of prolonged silence before he found what he thought was the appropriate level of sincerity and a willingness to just leave if asked, "Need an extra set of paws?" A no was fine, he would wander back off without a single complaint but he felt sounding too pleading might be a bit much. 'Can I play' was not in his vocabulary.
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[TALLULAHWING]

Tallulahwing notices the group of apprentices, organized by Howlpaw, and flicks an ear in their direction. Playing a game, it seems. The torbie hesitates -- she needs to go out hunting again. She's hopeful the snow melting will bring some of the critters out of their holes. But...

She approaches with a lifted tail and a winning smile. "Hi, darlins! Is this a game for young'uns only, or can an old she-cat like me join y'all?" She looks around for Figpaw -- if she isn't going out hunting yet, she certainly doesn't expect the orange tabby to do so.

obligatory @FIGPAW ​

[ PENNED BY MARQUETTE ]​

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[FIGFEATHER]

Noticing her wandering gaze, Figpaw brushes up alongside of her mentor’s pelt in greeting and a ”Here I am!” To be honest, she’d much prefer spending this time to get out and do more training… but many have called Figpaw “unfun”, so she silently decides to try and put studying and training aside for a quick game.

Her eyes flicker around, noting her brother’s presence with a quick stick out of her tongue before acknowledging Bananapaw, Howlpaw and the ruckus causing Termitepaw as well. ”We’re playing a game? What game?” She echoes already spoken inquiries. ​

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Spoiler: TAGS ★ 01/05

( primary character / "speech" / ic opinions )​

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· FIGPAW, AMAB — she / her
╰ ‣ 9 moons .
╰ ‣ skyclan apprentice . believes in starclan, doesn't fully understand

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like pine nettles & sap, status — 100%
╰ ‣ A red tabby she-cat with orange eyes. Mangled right hind leg.

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ENFP-A ❝ CAMPAIGNER❞ , Gryfindor, Lawful Good
╰ ‣ Excitable, generous, caring, quick-to-act, daft, naive
╰ ‣ finds relative ease relating to others . kind-hearted, will show mercy

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· NPC X DAISYFLIGHT, sister to Greenpaw, Violetpaw, Snowpaw & Butterflypaw
╰ ‣ Pansexual . mistakes admiration for romantic feelings
╰ ‣ Apprentice to Tallulahwing
╰ ‣ poor fighter . okay hunter .
╰ ‣ unlikely to start fights . will flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.

 

[Howlfire]

The soft voice of Termitepaw entered her ear first, inquiring about what it was she was going to start. "We're going to play tag," Howlpaw responded, looking in the direction of the black and white cat. "Did you want to join too?"

Not long after Termitepaw, Snowpaw and Tallulahwing both come over, and in their own ways ask to participate. Tallulahwing is more upfront about asking, whereas Snowpaw asks to join in a way that makes it seem like she's gathering supplies to make a new nest. She supposed they were still coming out of that awkward tension phase so he could be forgiven for his awkward turn of words. Regardless, Howlpaw openly invited them both to participate, quite happy to let anyone of any age participate. Lastly, Figpaw comes over, drawn over by Tallulahwing looking for her. Figpaw also asks about what they're playing but instead of getting a straight answer, Howlpaw walks up to her, gives her a gentle bop on the nose and runs off. "Tag! You're it!"​

 

[CARDINALSHINE]

Coming back from a hunt the tom is happily carrying a small vole. It's not much but it'll feed someone and he does plan on going back out again. Hopefully someone will come with him and he can at least do some partner type hunting. A give and chase. Sounds fun to him. As the red cameo tom makes his way to the pile he suddenly hears an apprentice yell out Tag, you're it. It startles him a little and he drops his catch, only to chuckle as the moment passes and he sees Howlpaw running away from Figpaw. Oh, they must be playing a game. With pulled forward ears he gets his vole to the pile before he steps lightly around the pile and towards the group of apprentices. Ah, he wishes he had that much energy. Well, actually he does but he uses it all up so quickly. Still he gently budges Tallulah in greeting before he wiggles his hind quarters. "I'd love to join in if ya have room!"

After all being all work and no fun isn't how to live and he shifts his paws back and forth as he waits to see what Figpaw will do now. Who will she run after? His pale but bright blues are almost mischievous as he waits to spring away.​

 

[TERMITEHUM]

( 𓆣 ) Tag? She hasn't played that since she was a kit. But she doesn't want to be rude, so... "Hm-m. Yes, yes I su-ppose I will join." She comes a bit closer, does not sit, merely hovering by the other apprentices. Easier to run that way, once the game starts.

Termitepaw watches as more cats gather; Snowpaw she feels comfortable with, the others not so much. Finally comes Figpaw, and... Oh! The game is starting? Wait, she's not ready yet! Termitepaw jumps a bit, crouches with eyes staring wide at Figpaw as though the other molly is a fox on the hunt for apprentices. She takes off suddenly, running before Figpaw even has the chance to give chase, not bothering to check if she's actually being followed.​

 

[FIGFEATHER]

Figpaw blinks, stunned by the touch on her nose and Howlpaw’s exclamation. Tag! You’re it!
Huh?! ”Me?!” She meows in bewilderment before the entire group scatters like flies. A confused look slowly grows into a playful grin, she hasn’t played this game since her nursery days! It felt like a life time ago now…

Even if she was a little rusty, she was for it! Everyone best bring it on, Figpaw was confident she’d not be “it” for too long. But who does she go after?! Without thinking she goes for the first cat who moves, Termitepaw. It takes her a moment to pick up the pace, but once she’s in stride she’s running just as fast as any cat with four healthy limbs.

She can’t help but giggle as she tries to lightly bat at the other apprentice’s tail hoping to at least graze it so a tag could count. If she hits, she exclaims this fact before running away in the opposite direction. ​

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Spoiler: TAGS ★ 01/05

( primary character / "speech" / ic opinions )​

╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· FIGPAW, AMAB — she / her
╰ ‣ 10 moons .
╰ ‣ skyclan apprentice . believes in starclan, doesn't fully understand

╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like pine nettles & sap, status — 100%
╰ ‣ A red tabby she-cat with orange eyes. Mangled right hind leg.

╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ENFP-A ❝ CAMPAIGNER❞ , Gryfindor, Lawful Good
╰ ‣ Excitable, generous, caring, quick-to-act, daft, naive
╰ ‣ finds relative ease relating to others . kind-hearted, will show mercy

╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
· NPC X DAISYFLIGHT, sister to Greenpaw, Violetpaw, Snowpaw & Butterflypaw
╰ ‣ Pansexual . mistakes admiration for romantic feelings
╰ ‣ Apprentice to Tallulahwing
╰ ‣ poor fighter . okay hunter .
╰ ‣ unlikely to start fights . will flee .
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @ava.

 

[sheepcurl]

Seems like Sheep has been arriving later and later to the party, but thats okay with her. She spots them when walking past, curiosity getting the better of her as she slinks forth with curious eyes. She'd stop besides Cardinal and shoot a small smile towards Tallulah, her way of acknowledging the other adults. The kids seem content to play tag, and both adults are too so Sheep decides to speak. "I'll play too, can't count me out of a fun game." she grins.

And then Termitepaw and Figpaw were off, with Figpaw being 'it' and chasing after Termitepaw. "Go get her, Figpaw!" Sheep calls, all in good humor as she curls her tail over her back in excitement. Hopefully they'll sleep well tonight after this.​

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[TERMITEHUM]

( 𓆣 ) Paws skittering across the camp grass, Termitepaw takes a moment to register that she's being followed. Their ears swivel behind them at the thumping of pawsteps: Figpaw. She's advancing fast. Termitepaw's heart beat fasts as she tries to speed up, Sheepcurl's cheer registering through the rush of blood in her ears. Her attempts are all in vain, however; a paw brushes against her tail, Figpaw calling out her victory as she retreats.

Well, that was quick. Termitepaw stops in place, panting a bit, and surveys the game's participants. Who to go after, now that she has the power...

Termitepaw is quick to decide, catching Sheepcurl in her sights. If the lead warrior wants to cheer for Figpaw, it's only fair that she face the consequences. A mischievous smile flits across the apprentice's face as they take off suddenly, making a path towards the game's latest joiner. Once they get close enough, Termitepaw pounces, aiming to lightly whack their paw against anything within reach.​