Exploring 2Archer yawned and stretched, rolling out of bed as he dragged himself awake from a peaceful slumber. He had plans with his friends that day to go camping, and as usual, he had slept in. Archer hurried through his morning routine, quickly tossing some food on the stove to heat up while he prepared a few meals for him and Shavaad to eat while they were out camping. He made plenty of sandwiches and packed up a few large plastic bags of kibble for Shavaad, figuring if necessary he could supplement it with some prey they found on the way. After packing up the saddle bags with everything he needed except for the tent, Archer returned to the kitchen and sat down at the kitchen table with his warm breakfast, eating quickly as he glanced at his watch. Once he had finished the meal, he quickly washed the dishes and went to the closet, pulling out the tent and swinging the saddle bags over one shoulder.
Archer walked out to the barn, balancing both items on his shoulders before putting the tent b
Exploration 1Archer yawned, rolling over in bed to take a better look at his clock. The time read 0734, past when he should have gotten up for the day. He had plans with a group of his friends to go exploring later that day, as one of his friends had found a cave a few weeks ago with some interesting cave paintings inside, and Archer wanted to check it out. Thankfully, a few of his other friends had wanted to as well, so they decided to meet up on the edge of town that morning for a trip up into the mountains to try and find the cave. Archer rolled out of bed, tugging on a clean set of clothes and pulled a hoodie over his head as he made his way into the kitchen. Archer cooked himself a quick breakfast, preparing some leftover venison and eggs over the stove. He hummed a tune as the meat on the stove sizzled, before tossing the food on a plate and moving over to sit at the kitchen table. He ate in relative silence, enjoying the chirping of the birds outside his window before finishing up his food a
Fishing 7Archer sighed, rolling over in his bed to shut off the ringing alarm. He lay in silence for a few moments, breathing lightly before climbing from his bed and rising to tackle the new day. He had plans to take a group of tokotas out to go fishing, but over the past few days the fish had been getting harder and harder to find, forcing him to range further with his group of tokotas to find fish. Archer wasn’t sure where he was planning on heading for sure yet, but a friend the previous day had mentioned a new fishing spot to him, and given him directions for how to get there. Unfortunately Archer was unfamiliar with the area that his friend had talked about, but he still had the scrawled directions on a piece of paper he had received from his friend the other day. Archer walked into the kitchen, wondering whether he should take the tokotas to the new fishing spot or return to one of his usual spots. He decided that it couldn’t hurt to try a new spot, as it might be good for fi
Fishing 6Archer rolled out of bed, swatting at the alarm blaring in his ear. He was reluctant to rise from his warm sheets and face the cold day. Archer was starting to get tired from the near constant journeys and fishing trips that he was taking large groups of tokotas out on, and he was worried about beginning to make mistakes. He decided to give himself a break day or two, but there were already plans in place for him to pick up a few different tokotas to take out fishing for the day, so his days off would have to wait. Archer wandered into the kitchen and fixed himself up a quick breakfast and lunch, and munched on an apple as he swung his saddlebags over his shoulder and strolled out to the barn.
When the tokotas heard Archer approach, almost all of them broke into yips, howls, and barks as he slid open the sliding barn door. Heads were sticking out of stalls, trying to lick and nose Archer as he moved down the center aisle as he walked towards Shavaad. The dark roan was pressed up agains
Fishing 5Archer shivered, drawing the covers up around him as his breath clouded in the cool morning air. He had forgotten to put extra blankets on his bed, and now he was paying the price as he worked his hands to try and warm them back up. His slim frame was quickly obscured as his fur started to rise, trying to keep him warm in the cold morning air as it clouded around his muzzle. He slipped from bed, dressing quickly in some warm clothing before heading into the kitchen. Archer started to prepare his normal morning meal of cereal, but stopped when he realized that the fridge was warmer than the temperature in the kitchen. Deciding he wanted something a bit warmer, Archer took four eggs from the fridge that he had collected from his chickens the previous day and cracked them, mixing them in a small bowl. He cooked up the scrambled eggs quickly, using a few dashes of salt and a orange to complete the simple dish, enjoying the different tastes before rising and making himself a couple of venis
Fishing 4Archer yawned and stretched, climbing from his bed and shutting off his blaring alarm. He changed into a fresh set of clothes, remembering to dress a touch warmer than he usually would for early September as the past few days had been colder than usual. While it was no problem for the tokotas who he was working with, and helped alleviate worries about overheating, Archer didn’t want to be too uncomfortable while he was waiting to catch fish with the tokotas on the planned fishing trip today. He was playing babysitter for a ragtag group of tokotas-all males except for his Shavaad, which made things interesting especially when you counted Jack’s antics, but thankfully there hadn’t been any incidents so far.
Archer busied himself preparing breakfast and a quick meal for when they were out fishing later today-not wanting to have to cook the fish out there as he was saving it for the tokotas to eat during the winter. While he could purchase kibble, that was expensive, and
Fishing 3Archer rode up on Shavaad, leading a ragtag group of four other tokotas. Immediately following the dark roan, a white patched male by the name of Kachada walked behind her at a steady pace. Behind the van gogh, a large white curly maned tokota by the nickname of Jack followed, and behind him a smaller cream-brown tawny half mane with the name of Khrysos followed. At the rear of the group, a large lumbering overweight dire tokota, Oogie, was moving along at his usual slow pace. Archer had gotten up early this morning to go to a favourite fishing spot of his on the Ekastone river, which should be full of fish this time of year. He had brought the group of tokotas out to get some exercise and catch some fish, though all of them except for his mount Shavaad were owned by friends of his whom he owed a favour.
The morning had proceeded smoothly until the group had arrived at the Ekastone river. Archer had brought the group of tokotas to a halt and let them wade into the water with the except