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I FINALLY FINISHED THIS ASDFGHJKL

Tokotas Name: Jett 1477
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Handlers Name: Zenith Crowe
Task/Bonus Objective: Task One
Expedition Journal:
Dire Days Expedition Journal - Jett:icontokotas:
Dire Days Expedition Journal

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Dire Days: Task One (Word Count: 891)

Setting Out

The train rumbled slowly along, clattering along the tracks. In one of the back cars Jett struggled to keep her balance as she was bounced along. Her goofy side was loving it for too much to actually mind and found it rather enjoyable. Keeping all four of her paws on the floor was more of a game to her. The other Tokotas around her shot her dirty looks as if she wasn’t allowed to be having fun while the rest of them were so miserable.

               Chug chug, chug chug, chug chug. Would they ever get there? Zenith was sitting in one of the passenger cars and he was not discovering the joys of train rides – in fact, he was discovering how much he hated train rides. The cold Alaskan air seeped through the window and caused him to shiver and pull his coat closer around him. He was dressed in warm skins and furs but that didn’t seem to deter the weather from trying to make him as miserable as possible.

               When the train finally came to a halt at the station at the bottom of Tartok Mountain, Zenith was relieved and Jett was disappointed.

               Zenith thanked the conductor and went out to retrieve his Toko, who was eagerly awaiting him as she was being unloaded by some fellow handlers.

               “You going up the mountain?” a sturdy, rugged looking man, who made Zenith look so skinny and frail, asked as he unloaded an enormous mound of fur that somewhere had a dog underneath it.

               Zenith gulped and nodded.

               The handler gave him a stern look. “Wait a minute…aren’t you the new guy?”

               The question sent chills down Zenith’s spine.

               Jett seemed to pick up on the other handler’s tone and gave him a sharp look.

               “Yeah…I’m the new guy,” Zenith replied. He had only three Tokotas to his name and had only been up in Alaska working with the enormous dogs for a couple of months. He was used to the bad weather of Ireland but was hardly prepared for what had awaited him in the wild tundra. He wasn’t show jumping in a nice quiet climate-controlled arena here – here, things seemed a little more…real.

               “Why on earth do they want you to observe the Dires? Can you even handle a normal Tokota?”

               Hell nope, was the first thought that popped into Zenith’s mind. “I think it’s because…well, I’ve got a lot of experience with different animals before. I’ve worked with all kinds of creatures, normal and magical and bizarre. I guess that’s why they want me. Plus, Jett’s kind of made a name for herself. They think she’ll take care of me – she’s pretty experienced.”

               Jett plopped her butt down on the snow with a stupid grin on her face and her tongue lolling out. Yep, his hero.

               The other handler rolled his eyes. “Just be careful up there alright? And also…don’t get in my way.”

               Jett snarled and Zenith balked. He took her lead rope and hurriedly moved away from the other handler and his massive Tokota.

               “I don’t know how we’re going to handle it up there,” he said slowly, “but I’m sure it’ll be…fine.” Or we’ll be screaming down the mountain in terror with giant Dires trying to sink their teeth into our butts. Either way – totally fine.

               He removed his saddle and other tack from the other car and tied Jett to a hitching post. Around him, the wind was starting to grow louder and colder. He got another chill down his spine – not from the cold, but from worry. What awaited them at the top of that mountain was a mystery to him.

               Jett couldn’t have been happier. Big adventure, new places, lots of new friends to meet. Oh yeah. This was her jam.

               She danced excitedly as he tacked her up and refused to wipe that silly look from her face or put her tongue back in her mouth.

               Finally he was safely able to say she was ready to go. Was he? Probably not, but best he set out anyway. He looked at the sky. A storm was brewing and it was coming up fast.

               He didn’t even bother to bid farewell to the other handlers getting ready, even though those who had already started the trek up the mountain had goodbyes for friends or family. He had no friends and what little family was left of his was safely home in Ireland playing with horses.

               Nope, this was him flying solo. His brother Leo had told him to go to Alaska and work with Tokotas and see if they would be a good asset for Shattered Rose Stables and that was what he was going to do. Of course, it’d be nice if Leo had come up here and braved the cold and wild but hey, he was busy playing hopscotch with a bunch of ponies. Ok, maybe that was a little harsh, but whose butt was getting frozen, Leo’s or Zenith’s?

               He grabbed Jett’s reins and cued her forward. She happily pranced into a bouncy trot, enjoying the feeling of the strong wind on her fur.

               With a final glance back at the train station, he turned her and urged her into a galloping run, headed up the mountain, with no idea what awaited them.

Stock used: fav.me/d60apod, fav.me/d21wtkm (partially traced)

Description
I FINALLY FINISHED THIS ASDFGHJKL

Tokotas Name: Jett 1477
Link to Tokotas Import:

Handlers Name: Zenith Crowe
Task/Bonus Objective: Task One
Expedition Journal:
Dire Days Expedition Journal - Jett:icontokotas:
Dire Days Expedition Journal

Main Tasks:
1.
2.
3.

Extra Images:
1.
2.
3.
...
Any other relevant images:

Dire Days: Task One (Word Count: 891)

Setting Out

The train rumbled slowly along, clattering along the tracks. In one of the back cars Jett struggled to keep her balance as she was bounced along. Her goofy side was loving it for too much to actually mind and found it rather enjoyable. Keeping all four of her paws on the floor was more of a game to her. The other Tokotas around her shot her dirty looks as if she wasn’t allowed to be having fun while the rest of them were so miserable.

               Chug chug, chug chug, chug chug. Would they ever get there? Zenith was sitting in one of the passenger cars and he was not discovering the joys of train rides – in fact, he was discovering how much he hated train rides. The cold Alaskan air seeped through the window and caused him to shiver and pull his coat closer around him. He was dressed in warm skins and furs but that didn’t seem to deter the weather from trying to make him as miserable as possible.

               When the train finally came to a halt at the station at the bottom of Tartok Mountain, Zenith was relieved and Jett was disappointed.

               Zenith thanked the conductor and went out to retrieve his Toko, who was eagerly awaiting him as she was being unloaded by some fellow handlers.

               “You going up the mountain?” a sturdy, rugged looking man, who made Zenith look so skinny and frail, asked as he unloaded an enormous mound of fur that somewhere had a dog underneath it.

               Zenith gulped and nodded.

               The handler gave him a stern look. “Wait a minute…aren’t you the new guy?”

               The question sent chills down Zenith’s spine.

               Jett seemed to pick up on the other handler’s tone and gave him a sharp look.

               “Yeah…I’m the new guy,” Zenith replied. He had only three Tokotas to his name and had only been up in Alaska working with the enormous dogs for a couple of months. He was used to the bad weather of Ireland but was hardly prepared for what had awaited him in the wild tundra. He wasn’t show jumping in a nice quiet climate-controlled arena here – here, things seemed a little more…real.

               “Why on earth do they want you to observe the Dires? Can you even handle a normal Tokota?”

               Hell nope, was the first thought that popped into Zenith’s mind. “I think it’s because…well, I’ve got a lot of experience with different animals before. I’ve worked with all kinds of creatures, normal and magical and bizarre. I guess that’s why they want me. Plus, Jett’s kind of made a name for herself. They think she’ll take care of me – she’s pretty experienced.”

               Jett plopped her butt down on the snow with a stupid grin on her face and her tongue lolling out. Yep, his hero.

               The other handler rolled his eyes. “Just be careful up there alright? And also…don’t get in my way.”

               Jett snarled and Zenith balked. He took her lead rope and hurriedly moved away from the other handler and his massive Tokota.

               “I don’t know how we’re going to handle it up there,” he said slowly, “but I’m sure it’ll be…fine.” Or we’ll be screaming down the mountain in terror with giant Dires trying to sink their teeth into our butts. Either way – totally fine.

               He removed his saddle and other tack from the other car and tied Jett to a hitching post. Around him, the wind was starting to grow louder and colder. He got another chill down his spine – not from the cold, but from worry. What awaited them at the top of that mountain was a mystery to him.

               Jett couldn’t have been happier. Big adventure, new places, lots of new friends to meet. Oh yeah. This was her jam.

               She danced excitedly as he tacked her up and refused to wipe that silly look from her face or put her tongue back in her mouth.

               Finally he was safely able to say she was ready to go. Was he? Probably not, but best he set out anyway. He looked at the sky. A storm was brewing and it was coming up fast.

               He didn’t even bother to bid farewell to the other handlers getting ready, even though those who had already started the trek up the mountain had goodbyes for friends or family. He had no friends and what little family was left of his was safely home in Ireland playing with horses.

               Nope, this was him flying solo. His brother Leo had told him to go to Alaska and work with Tokotas and see if they would be a good asset for Shattered Rose Stables and that was what he was going to do. Of course, it’d be nice if Leo had come up here and braved the cold and wild but hey, he was busy playing hopscotch with a bunch of ponies. Ok, maybe that was a little harsh, but whose butt was getting frozen, Leo’s or Zenith’s?

               He grabbed Jett’s reins and cued her forward. She happily pranced into a bouncy trot, enjoying the feeling of the strong wind on her fur.

               With a final glance back at the train station, he turned her and urged her into a galloping run, headed up the mountain, with no idea what awaited them.

Stock used: fav.me/d60apod, fav.me/d21wtkm (partially traced)