Tokotas | Legacy: The West River

The sun arose on what promised to be a peaceful day in the wild lands of the West River. The early morning sun shone through the conifer trees that populated the vast mountain landscape, dappling the slopes in patches of warm sunlight. Birds could be heard chirping in the fresh morning dew. Fish began lazily exploring the shallows, following the slow moving current and it’s familiar riverbed patterns. And then, dashed away as they encountered something new; a fluffy tail, fur dancing in the flowing water. 

A golden tokota lay on the river’s edge. Her lower half submerged in the shifting water of the West River, while her top half was sprawled out on the small spit of a mud bank eroded by the current.

 The dappled sun shone down on the tokota’s body as she stirred from unconsciousness. Pulling her limbs somewhat underneath her, she gathered her strength and opened her eyes. Not fully awake, she lifted her dazed head and looked around shakily. Realising that she was safe from immediate danger, her head dropped again as she attempted to recover herself enough to stand.

Slowly, after some time, the golden tokota managed to force herself upright. The quick movement was too much for her and she stumbled in the shallow water before catching herself. Her strength wasn't fully back but at least she could move.

She stood still for some time. Her face expressionless as she ran through her memories. She could remember… Water. Huge, rushing water smashing into her and.. Others? Her Packmates maybe? The memory was fuzzy.

She tried to think back. Where were her pack-grounds located? Who was in her pack? Who was She? Her mind screamed at her, sharp pains as she tried to remember something, anything, before the River. But whatever memories she had were locked from her, hidden behind searing hot pain.

Wet, battered and weak, she dragged herself up the mudbank and on to the lush grass by the river’s edge. After a minute to catch her breath, she paused and looked back at where she lay. She suddenly was aware how uneasy she felt alone.

Packmates…It was a start at least. She should search the river for the other tokotas. And if she was lucky, maybe she’d find some food along the way.

With a mission in mind, the nameless golden tokota staggered into the undergrowth and began to follow the river, hoping against hope she would not be alone for long.

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Been sitting on this project for a good while; the start of my toko lore! Am I a writer? No. Do I have any idea where this is heading? Also no 😆

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Import: [Legacy] Nameless 64352

Nicknames:

Activity Journal: [Legacy] Nameless Activity Tracker

Relevant Bonuses:

- Crafted Lantern

Tribe Benefits:

- Exploring Specialist II

Faction: Knowledge Seeker

Defects:

Item Application:

Tokotna Bonuses and Monthly Limits: TheVerdantHare's Bonuses & Monthly Limits

Activity Code:

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