falling from blue skies / truth or dare

Upon noticing the sudden commotion of assignments earlier, the younger Tanglewooder managed to wander over. Like the others, he was assigned a task. Despite his confident demeanor, the kitten was offered a lackluster task (for the better). 'One of those games,' the taskgoer of the week mentioned. Atticus couldn't help but think of what Beck by one of 'those' games. Had the kitten missed something? For being only three months old, he couldn't help but be frustrated. Not everyone could sit down with the kittens of Tanglewood and play 'house' or chip into their child chatter. Something he did had to appeal to all ages.

The only viable option, at least to Atticus, seemed to be a brutish game. The others called it 'truth or dare' and from what he understood, it involved exposing yourself. It seemed mature. Something the 'big guys' would play, right? At least he thought so.

The grey tabby wandered through the doors of The Deathless Hound Tavern with his nose upturned and eyes surveying the area. Eyes turned to stare, but he kept walking along. Eventually Atticus found a suitable table, jumped on it, and perched on the edge. Clearing his throat, the kitten began to speak. "Would anyone dare to join me for a game?" he hinted with a childish snicker. "Let's play some truth or dare."

//After the second post, the third poster can start with asking a question! Dares can be considered some kind of 'weekly task' and can be done in another thread. Just make sure to link here. + weekly task given by Beck