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Edit- Wow, yeah. That title though. XD Edited~
Not my best art, and not my best writing, but I like how it came out!

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- Wild tokota's reference sheet: Tokota WF02

- Handler name: Grace Jordans

- Faction: Pack Leader

- Tribe: None

- Items or companions: None

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In hind sight, it was a stupid idea. This wasn't Grace's small town in New York where going for a walk in the snow was easy, with mostly paved roads that would make walking for her imparticular easy. But she had just loved the sight of the gently falling snow, and so she had gotten ready quickly as she could and gotten out the door, leaving Devrik behind. It was getting ready so quickly that ended up dooming her, as when she walked along the snowy ridge she head an audible click, and just like that she was rolling down the hill. Snow went in her sleeves and pressed against her face, making her skin sting with the harshness of it until she was able to sit up. Her leg was cold, and she was aware that the familiar weight of her prosthetic limb was gone, leaving only her knee up, and her pant leg hanging loosely in the snow. But her first thought wasn't about the cold or her leg (and lack thereof)- it was about the massive beast she had fallen in front of. In fairness, it looked every bit as surprised to see her as she was to see it. It was huge, bigger then Devrik, who was no small boy. Its fur blended with the snow, and a marred face with a sightless blue eye. It stared at her in shock, and she made a little sound of fright. Its tangled fur and scarred appearance made it apparent that this was no one's pet- and she knew wild Tokota could be dangerous. At her sound, the beast flattened her ears and took several steps back, whining and looking... fearful.

They stared at eachother, Grace herself unable to move, and the Toko for whatever reason, unwilling to. It wasn't until a long howl broke through the air that the two of them broke eye contact, looking towards the sound. Grace recognized the low voice as her own Toko, Devrik, who must have gotten out of his stall to come and find her, as he often did. With little hesitation, the beast in front of Grace now raised her head and let out a howl as well. Then, silently, it turned around, and bounded back towards the woods, disappearing like a ghost.

Thanks to her howl, Devrik found Grace within minutes, and she was able to get home- she couldn't find her prosthetic leg in the snow and wasn't keen on looking too hard- unharmed. But her mind still wandered to the Toko she had seen. That Toko had saved her life, but had looked so beaten up and afraid.. Maybe, just maybe, Grace could help save her in return.

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Artwork
© Myself

Tokotas © noebelle

And all other credit where credit is due

Description

Edit- Wow, yeah. That title though. XD Edited~
Not my best art, and not my best writing, but I like how it came out!

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- Wild tokota's reference sheet: Tokota WF02

- Handler name: Grace Jordans

- Faction: Pack Leader

- Tribe: None

- Items or companions: None

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In hind sight, it was a stupid idea. This wasn't Grace's small town in New York where going for a walk in the snow was easy, with mostly paved roads that would make walking for her imparticular easy. But she had just loved the sight of the gently falling snow, and so she had gotten ready quickly as she could and gotten out the door, leaving Devrik behind. It was getting ready so quickly that ended up dooming her, as when she walked along the snowy ridge she head an audible click, and just like that she was rolling down the hill. Snow went in her sleeves and pressed against her face, making her skin sting with the harshness of it until she was able to sit up. Her leg was cold, and she was aware that the familiar weight of her prosthetic limb was gone, leaving only her knee up, and her pant leg hanging loosely in the snow. But her first thought wasn't about the cold or her leg (and lack thereof)- it was about the massive beast she had fallen in front of. In fairness, it looked every bit as surprised to see her as she was to see it. It was huge, bigger then Devrik, who was no small boy. Its fur blended with the snow, and a marred face with a sightless blue eye. It stared at her in shock, and she made a little sound of fright. Its tangled fur and scarred appearance made it apparent that this was no one's pet- and she knew wild Tokota could be dangerous. At her sound, the beast flattened her ears and took several steps back, whining and looking... fearful.

They stared at eachother, Grace herself unable to move, and the Toko for whatever reason, unwilling to. It wasn't until a long howl broke through the air that the two of them broke eye contact, looking towards the sound. Grace recognized the low voice as her own Toko, Devrik, who must have gotten out of his stall to come and find her, as he often did. With little hesitation, the beast in front of Grace now raised her head and let out a howl as well. Then, silently, it turned around, and bounded back towards the woods, disappearing like a ghost.

Thanks to her howl, Devrik found Grace within minutes, and she was able to get home- she couldn't find her prosthetic leg in the snow and wasn't keen on looking too hard- unharmed. But her mind still wandered to the Toko she had seen. That Toko had saved her life, but had looked so beaten up and afraid.. Maybe, just maybe, Grace could help save her in return.

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Artwork
© Myself

Tokotas © noebelle

And all other credit where credit is due