no angst icebreaker // game

[SUNSPARK]

With... The flood, Sunningrocks, the early creep of Leaf-bare, things around here were sort of dreary. They had lost a lot of lives. A lot of them had been injured. They were hungry, a little cold; RiverClan was faring as well as it could but it seemed like challenge after challenge tested them all. It was a lot. To think about, to work through, and to process. Sunpaw wasn't exactly ever the most friendly of cats, but she's had to face a lot of herself lately. And something she had thought of long ago, back in the flood as well, was how she could probably name a lot of cats by name or by face, but that she didn't really know anything about them at all.

Sometimes not even their family. Not what they were good at. If they were reliable or not. She's really just gone through accepting RiverClan's hospitality, their life, their homes, without really giving much in return. It's one of many humbling thoughts. But even with those thoughts it's not as though she's going to suddenly turn into the world's most hospitable cat. But there are things she should be trying, can be trying. Least of all now when so many of them are stuck healing and bored around camp.

But the last thing she's going to do is interrogate people on their information. If she's going to do this, she at least has to make it less painful for herself as playing it off as something... less specific. "If you're bored, let's play a game," she calls casually, sitting herself down even as she flicks her tail nervously over her paws. "So.... I'm going to say two things that are true about myself, and one thing that's a lie. The next cat has to guess what my lie is, and give their two true things and one lie. We'll go around and, I guess whenever we decide that we're done or... whatever, we can say whether or not the other cat's guess about the lie was right."

Simple enough. Hopefully.

So with that, she takes a breath in. "I've had three names already. Salmon is my favorite fish. And... I've beaten Foxtail in a sparring match. That's three. What's my lie?"​

 

[MERLINPAW ✦]

A... game? Aside from the fact that it was Sunpaw of all cats who suggested such a thing, Merlinpaw cannot help the uncomfortable flick of their short tail. Would they be expected to participate? Probably, since they were already here and had obviously heard Sunpaw's proposal. For a heartbeat, they wait to see if anyone else will try and answer what the lie told was... but no one bites. Maybe they've waited too long to respond already and it would be weird to answer now? But wouldn't it be stranger just to ignore the questions outright after they'd acknowledged the game even nonverbally?

"Um, the lie is... the last one?" He tries, normally monotonous voice accompanied by the slight intonation of a question, an uncertainty. "I don't think you've beaten Foxtail." After all, despite him being her mentor, more than that Foxtail is a lead warrior - he's strong, much stronger than an apprentice, the very idea that Sunpaw could've beat him was laughable. And now, it was his turn... this was the problem, though, Merlinpaw just couldn't think of three things, and, moreover, the thought of lying in general was not one that he particularly fancied. But he'd started participation in the game, it would be rude not to follow through.

"Mine are... I've never gotten sick before... I'm behind on battle training... and... I used to want to be a medicine cat as a kit... what's- what's my lie?" Odd, how it feels strange to tell others about himself, even through the guise of a silly game to pass the time.

i used to think // that memories were like pollen

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  (img) Merlinpaw * they/him* 10 moons
  mentored by Streamsong
  short furred blue classic tabby w/ low white; brown eyes
  Peaceful & healing powerplay allowed || underline for attack
  penned by Neptune. || Neptune on disc, dm me for plots

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[brindlepaw]

brindlekit wasn't exactly bored, per-say, but she wasn't doing anything. this was a game she had yet to play. at least this one sounded easier to pick up than the other game she'd tried to join in on. either way she nearly floated over, posture and manners beaten into her from a time she cannot even remember. "i think you have probably been sick before," brindlekit mewed. what cat hadn't gotten sick at least once by the time they're grown? who knows, maybe merlinpaw.

well now she had to think of something. she should've tried that first. rats. "um, i enjoy land prey over fish, i don't know where i came from, and... my favorite thing are shells," she was definitely being too obvious about it wasn't she?

BUT ITS LIKE YOURE ✹ . + 　 ˚ 　 · MADE OF ANGEL DUST

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  abandond kit, brindlekit found mysteriously on the border of riverclan, with no memory of how she ended up there. she is 6 moons. she is very small for her age, but is healthy. she is a dilute tortoiseshell with a white throat and chest. her stomach, paws and tail tip are also white. her eyes are golden and round. penned by Twitchtail, ✦

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[Twinkleflight]

Twinkleflight loves games, it's a kittish joy that has never been scrubbed from her. So hearing Sunpaw of all cats to start one had caught her interest. The pointed cat trots over to the group, listening with interest as both Sunpaw and Merlinpaw take turns. Brindlekit is up next, Twinkleflight must admit that she's captured their attention with their game. While she doesn't pay attention much to the kits of the clan she has heard enough to know just exactly what the truths and the lies are. Still, she wasn't one to dash a kits dreams, maybe Brindlekit is trying to be mysterious, it's a big risk because it may just make the kit believe that no one knows her at all.

They make a show of thinking, tapping a paw against the ground with a hum. "Hmmm lets see, I think that your favourite thing isn't shells" she decides with a nod. "They're really cool but I bet you like pebbles" they're speaking with bias, as they really enjoy pebbles. Though they also could be biased, they of course adore pebbles. The iridescent shine of pearls can be rather appealing to the young eyes of a kit. With a smile they hum to themself, tail curling around herself as she tucked paws underneath herself.

"I can run three laps around camp without being tired, I get sick if I eat too much fish and I've fought a skyclanner before" she doesn't know if she's doing the right. She knows for a fact that she hasn't fought a skyclanner before, the only other clan cat they fought was that thunderclanner at the sunningrocks. Maybe they shouldn't have mentioned being sick if they ate too much fish... Surely everyone else does too, though.

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  They/she, RiverClan apprentice, 11 moons
  ★ A sleek yet tufted short haired blue point with blue eyes
  ☆ Littermates w/ Eveningpaw, Horizonpaw and Snowflakekit †
  ★ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ Speech (#C9BAF3), thoughts
  ★penned by Juice | ouijeejuice on discord

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