Fishing Collab with Hira 3“Hmmm?” Tendaji attempted to act innocent with a bat of her eyelashes. “I was just watching the tokotas~” She flicked her tail in discreet amusement as she was struggling to hold back laughter. Snowball in the mean time was focused on the fish in the cold mountain stream beneath him and occasionally knocked into the brown tokota and the poor Pimne that was ‘fishing’ alongside him. The brown tokota that he had gone there with still stuck firmly to Kras’ side, seeming to be terrified of leaving his side at this point and being abandoned again and was more than upset when Snowball decided he wanted ‘in’ on the friendship and raced towards them. The shorter male stopped just short of ramming into the two before attempting to nuzzle his way in between them to get some friendship as well with a low whine.
Archer nodded. “Sureee you were.” He said, drawing out the first word as he noticed her barely suppressed chuckles, and lea
Fishing Collab with Hira 2Kras watched Xoras as he breathed deeply before dipping his head into the stream, so Kras took a large breath of air and huffed it out all at once, resulting in a single large bubble that splashed him as it surface. He sprang away, confused, shaking his head free of water before returning to watch Xoras as he continued to blow bubbles. Archer shot Tendaji a unamused glance. “Very cool and refreshing.” He said sarcastically, finishing wringing out the fur on his tail and leaned back on the stone, looking out over the tokotas that were fishing in the river. “What do you think those two are doing?” He asked, pointing out Xoras and Kras. It was clear that they weren’t fishing, but seemed more interested in dipping their heads in and out of the water.
Xoras’ expression seemed to light up with amusement before feeling somewhat guilty at frightening his new ‘friend’. Snowball on the other hand appearing deeply intrigued by what was going on and
Fishing Collab with HiraArcher reclined on the rock, enjoying Tendaji’s presence and the warm sun on their drying fur. Pimne and Kras seemed intently focused on the water, waiting for flashes of silver to appear in front of their muzzles when a fish swam past. They didn’t seem to be having much success, so Archer called the group over to the bank to take a break. The sodden tokotas lounged on the dirt and pebbles in the sun, stretching out for a quick nap while their fur dried off. Archer was greatful that he had taken Kras’s tack off before sending the bloodmarked male off into the river to fish, he didn’t want to clean off the wet leather and sodden blankets and saddle pads. Archer relaxed, leaning his head against Tendaji’s cheek as he watched a few small clouds drift over the sun.
Tendaji’s expression became a bit calmer, letting out a soft purring noise as she cuddled up to the white and black tabby. The sun’s rays had a calming affect and had begun to lull her t
Dire Days Task 2 CollabKelly quietly opened the zip of her blue camping tent and walked outside. The sun hadn’t risen yet so the stars and moon were still out, allowing the early risers to take a sneak peak at a majestic scenery. The tall brunette eagerly raised her head and glared at the morning sky while she sniffed the frosty air. It was rather humid, probably because of the water droplets that formed during the chilly night. Wet fur was the first scent that flooded her nose and made her growl lowly, while blood, some fruits, vegetables and fresh water, probably a river, came in afterwards. Yet, the girl was rather surprised Archer wasn’t awake yet. “But Archer is a cat and cats sleep a lot.” She thought to herself as she headed towards her sleeping Tokota. A soft hit on Josette’s shoulder and awake the female Tokota was. A smile formed on both their faces and the female Tokota nodded while Kelly silently walked back to her tent. The smile faded away from Jo’s face, so
Dire Days Task 1 CollabArcher sighed, rifling through his saddle bags one last time to check that he had packed everything. He was heading up into the mountains where, unfortunately, there was still snow on the ground, so Archer had dipped into his winter clothing and equipment for this trip. Even at this time of the year, there were occasional storms that blew through, so Archer made sure that he had his directions memorized and a GPS unit in his bag. He walked out to the barn with the saddle bags slung over one shoulder. Tisla had already been waiting in the center of the barn with her halter strung between two walls, and was standing quietly. Archer finished tacking her up and slung the saddle bags over her back and secured them to the saddle. A quick glance at his watch told him that it was time to head out to meet up with one of his tribe members for the hike up the mountain. Archer unclipped Tisla from the barn and led her out the door, closing it securely behind them before climbing up onto her back.
RoK-Aberdeen, Fawkes, TislaThe sun was rising over the grassy hills overlooking the camp. A fresh breeze was blowing, lifting rows of high grass, creating a silvery line running towards the tents, like some legendary dragon protecting the inhabitants from any intruders. Usually, the camp would have been very calm at that hour, but today, everyone was busy as it was a Rite of Fertility day. Members from various tribes had come with their tokotas the day before, and had passed a medical test before sleeping there. They were all now busying themselves, packing things up for the task they’d accomplish, and preparing their tokotas.
Near a warm up paddock, Kayla was brushing Fawke’s fur meticulously. The brown piebald male had a very thick fur that tend to create untidy knots rather easily, and Kayla really didn’t want her tokota to look messy on such an important day! as she was now checking his paws, ears and mouth, the young girl looked around for the others participants of the day. there wa