wintersred

Suki, Arrow, Blake, Seel, Mystique, and Stormbringer’s Malignant Suki pushed herself out of the tent she’d spent the night in, sleepily pulling on her boots to avoid walking in the half-dried mud.  There wasn’t much of a breeze this morning, which she was grateful for.  The woman grabbed her quiver from a stand nearby the tent, and slung it over her back.  Anywhere she went, she had her bow, and quiver.  It made her feel safer. The handler put two fingers to her lips and whistled for the Tokotas, who all came bounding towards her.  The woman had taken a few Tokotas under her wing for a while, and while she wasn’t terribly excited, Mystiqu...