Easter Event 7Archer woke up early this morning, determined not to oversleep and miss the event, just like he had the previous day. He swung himself out of bed and dressed warmly- he didn’t like the look of the low, dark clouds that had come in overnight, as well as the low temperature. Archer made himself a quick breakfast before heading out to the barn to get his tokotas Foxtrot, Lima, and Mocha ready for the event that day. Thankfully this time they were safe and secure in their stalls, rather than having gotten loose again. Foxtrot, per usual, had managed to undo his halter and it was tossed in the center of the barn, and the large red and white male wagged his tail excitedly as Archer bent to pick the red halter up, sighing with exasperation. He walked over to Foxtrot’s stall and managed to keep his head still for just long enough to put Foxtrot’s halter back on, and the red male immediately shook his head, almost as if he was attempting to get it off again. Archer shot him a
Easter Event 6Archer rolled over in bed, not pleased with the fact that his alarm was going off- though something seemed slightly different to him, and he struggled to remember what it was. Was something wrong with Mocha, Lima, or Foxtrot? No. He sat up slowly, rubbing his face and turned off the alarm, shrugging on a set of clean clothes and walking into the kitchen, but nearly tripped on an assortment of child’s toys. Right- he was forgetting about Jax, his friend, Aidyn’s toddler that he was taking care of while she was out of town for a few days. The little tyke was still asleep in his crib, unbothered by the noise of Archer’s alarm, and he made an effort to stay quiet while he got some breakfast started- his house wasn’t too big and the kitchen was open into the living room, where Jax was sleeping. Today’s meal consisted of scrambled eggs, some milk from one of the farmers up the road with some dairy cattle, and a few strips of thin, salted meat that were cut up an
Exploration Lit 5Archer climbed off of Kanel, stumbling slightly as he hit the ground and stretched out his legs. His friends Val, Raejissa, Aidyn, and Hazel were getting off of their tokotas, Miracle, T. T., Dayan, and North. All of the handlers were a bit sore from the long ride, and were stretching their legs as they unsaddled the tokotas, who mostly flopped on the ground, though T. T. made a point to find a patch of unmelted snow and lay down on it, panting from carrying two handlers- Val and Hazel, since she wasn’t able to ride North around. Saddle bags were rifled through as the tents started to get set up in their usual semi circle, while Raejissa wandered off to a small copse of trees trying to find firewood with Aidyn. Archer and Hazel helped set up their tents while they were off looking for wood, finishing what the two young women had started, while Val worked to dig a hole in the ground and line the hole and the edge with stones, so they’d have a fire pit for dinner that evening
Easter Event 5Archer’s morning started out with a bang- literally. He shot up and out of bed, landing on the floor and practically throwing himself at the window to see Foxtrot out of the barn by the trash bins, and looking guiltily in Archer’s direction. He grumbled, hurriedly putting on jackets and a pair of pants over his shorts before heading outside to catch Foxtrot- if he didn’t snag the red and white male now he’d be miles away in a few minutes. Archer stumbled out the front door and managed to grab onto Foxtrot’s thick mane with his head burried in one of the trash bins, and grasped for his halter, which was, of course, missing. Grumbling, Archer led Foxtrot back into the barn, where he was greeted by Lima and Mocha, both eager to go out for the day. He secured Foxtrot in his stall, stopping to give Lima and Mocha a pat too before going back to his house to get breakfast started and put on some proper clothes for the weather. Once his breakfast was all taken car
Easter Exploration 4Rajan
Reese stretched, enjoying the warm sunshine--uncommonly warm for this time of year in Tokotna--and sighed happily. The Tokota Association was hosting a massive tokota-themed Easter egg hunt to celebrate Easter this year, and her dad had suggested she load up some of the ranch tokotas and take them out to participate. Reese hadn’t been all that interested until her dad had mentioned some of the prizes the Association was going to be giving out. Then she’d been more than willing to load Batida, Keladry and grumpy Oscar into the trailer and drive out to the event.
It hadn’t been a long drive, perhaps two or three hours, and considering most official Tokota events weren’t held that close to the Renward Ranch, Reese couldn’t see missing an event like that. She looked over the brochure of instructions in her hand, her eyes often wandering to check that her tokotas hadn’t decided to wander off. The piebald merle, Batida, had her ears pricked and she w