Huskiewolf

    It was a chilly, yet sunny, day. There was a crisp breeze that swirled around the large camp. Several tokotas of all ages were strewn around camp. More were asleep than awake, and that was what led Patches to his decision of going on a hunting party. It was a nice day, the weather was perfect for hunting. He was watching over two new Tokotas that he had found, and he knew they could definitely benefit from the experience. So he’d take them and his trusty friend. “Beorn!” He called out for his faithful piebald companion. The young male bounded across the snow, and knocked over the Feline into the snow. With a grumble, Pa