Tribe Exploring with BlizzardTaikunfoo
Archer had heard from one of his friends that someone’s tokota puppy had escaped, and had gotten lost in the woods near Archer’s house. He had immediately agreed to help, and decided to take one of his tokotas with a knack for tracking- Awi. The tawny male had been pleased to see Archer, tail wagging and ears pricked when he had approached the tokota. Archer moved quickly, brushing out his coat before tacking him up with a saddle blanket, saddle, saddle bags, and clipped his reins to his orange halter. He climbed into the saddle and rode off into the woods where the pup was supposed to be. Knowing his past experiences with raising tokota puppies, Archer was sure that this was simply a pup having fun and wandering off, and chances are he still was enjoying a long walk under the trees, much to the panic of his owner. Awi padded through some underbrush flattened by snow, which sprang back up after he had walked over it. The tawny male was keeping his nose low to the
RoK with EnkueArcher stretched, unaccustomed to the early morning hike that had brought him up to the side of the mountain where today’s rite would be taking place. He was participating in a rite of knowledge with his tokota, Whiskey, as well as one of his friends and their tokota. While these rites weren’t anything new to them, Archer didn’t think the early morning and the dark Alaskan sky were helping with his sleepiness. Elnar hadn’t shown up yet, so Archer was somewhat concerned, especially since the rite was scheduled to start soon. He looked down at his watch before looking up once again further down the slope, and was relieved to see the familiar forms of Aurua and Elnar riding up towards them.
“Long time no see!” Archer said with a chuckle, waiting for the two to catch up with him before the group of two handlers and two tokotas made their way over to the registration booth. Archer smiled at the young man at the table, stating their names and the names of
Log Pull-Faction BrawlArcher checked over the unusual harness one last time, making sure that everything was in place and securely clipped to what it should be. Juliet turned her head curiously, wiggling a few times to get used to the feel of the new harness. He was lucky his friend Takahiko had a spare harness lying around so he could participate in the log pull today. While it had been misty that morning, most of the early morning fog had cleared up in the forest that they were in. While the morning had been filled with the sounds of saws and axes chopping at trees, muffled by the fog, now Archer could see the faint shapes of other tokotas and handlers moving through the trees. He was pleased that their competition today would provide wood for the village elders this winter- it was a good way for the tokota community to contribute back to the community they lived in.
“Hey Takahiko, you just about set over there?” He called out, waiting for his companion’s reply. He could see toktoas in t