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Post by SozinThis on Mar 20, 2016 19:41:08 GMT
(for wolf handlers)
Bailey was running through the herd of sheep that was comfortably grazing on the gassy fields just outside of the tribe. She was suppose to be watching over them while Hazel went on a exploration deep into the northern mountain range but...
She was doing such a bad job! The toki's refused to listen to her, and she found herself chasing after Erlend as he raced through the sheep as some sort of cruel joke on her. Yuuki was barking so much Bailey wasn't sure if it was barking or just laughter at the white haired handlers expense. oh my gosh, this was so much to learn! Coming to the tribe had been just a huge adjustment compared to her previous experience but she had at the time little choice... Sure, she could get back on her feet and leave now but Hazel had been right, even chasing after the toki's now, she found herself laughing. They where ridiculous, but loveable. The tribe really had grown on her as Hazel had said it would, and she liked not being alone.
However, in running ager the toki, she realized the stone, just as her foot hit it with a sharp pain, and she went falling face first, rolling down the grassy hill in a spray of dust, grass and screams of surprise. At this the toki's stoppe,d looking at her. Even a sheep or two lifted their head to casually look in her direction as she lay sprawled at the bottom of the hill, groaning. uuuuhhhh why did this have to happen to her....
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Post by amiookamiwolf on Apr 17, 2016 17:11:14 GMT
Drift and Cassiel
Sabathiel had taken a large chunk of Drift's pack out on a hunting trip earlier that day. Leaving his daughters in the care of Nektoralik, who gladly took the pups in and began telling them wild stories. Then he and the other tokotas that stepped up went with him to the forests. Drift was proud of him for taking the initiative and going out to do some leader practice. Especially since the overactive tokota really needed it. But sitting around and waiting for his tokotas to return was making him restless, so he decided to head out and get some ranger work done. He remembered the little yeti pup of Sabathiel's was interested in what Drift and Sabby do when they patrol the tribe's borders, so he invited the pup out with him. The other two pups in Nektoralik's care whined jealously but Nektoralik was able to grab their attention while Drift and Cassiel bolted.
Since Cassiel was still a pup and couldn't carry much, Drift only brought the bare essentials of his ranger gear. He didn't plan on going on a full patrol, just a small one around the sheep fields, as he liked to call them. It was the patrol with the least amount of threats and easiest terrain for a fluffy pup like Cassiel to navigate. Clipping on a backpack of supplies, Drift looked down at the tawny dun yeti pup, whose head was tilted up at him and his pink tongue lolling out as he panted. His thick tail lightly thudded under his butt and Drift couldn't help the small smile on his face. Since they were now ready to go, he waved a hand forward to allow Cassiel to dart towards the rolling grassy fields where the herds were grazing. Drift ran after the quick fluffball and it didn't take long for them to reach the fields from Drift's hut.
When they arrived, they come upon quite the scene. One of the other handlers from the tribe, who was it... Bailey, maybe? She was sprawled out on the ground like a splattered egg. The nearby sheep were too invested in their grazing to really care or notice, besides a few who started bleating like they were laughing at the girl. Cassiel ran straight for the girl before he pounced on her and bounced around, his long tail dragging all over as he yipped excitedly. "Did you catch someone?" Drift smirked and approached them. "Come on Cassiel, get off her now. She's no threat." The pup tilted his head before he bounded off the girl and then ran after one of the tokis, his tail wagging after him. Drift looked at Bailey and cocked his head to the side. "Having trouble herding sheep?"
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