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did ya know tokyo and addison are actually second cousins? XD; thanos is tokyo's uncle, and she's got a wind chime from him hidden in her den. maybe if addi wants to see what other stuff she has after getting caught tokyo can explain that gift and they can figure out they're family, if you want~ 365 words
Tokyo was now a Scout. She had an incredibly important and meaningful job, to patrol the borders and keep those that were not of the pack out. This meant that she was now avoiding the borders at all costs. If she actually ran into someone there, she'd be expected to actually do something, and if she messed up she'd get into some sort of trouble, probably. No, no, no. That would be terrible. As long as she kept away, however, she would never be thrust into an awkward situation where she'd have to like, represent the pack. As far as co-ranks go, though, she could have done a lot worse. Because the measure of a job was simple: how easy it was to look like you were doing it without actually doing anything. Like, if circumstance had given her the job of hunter, that would have fucking sucked! That would have been a case where even if she tried she would have come up short. Well, unless all she did was fish, and the majority of wolves she met turned up their noses at the prospect of such a diet.
The woman was sprawled out on the sand a little way from her coastal den (located on the tip of Nevaeh Ravine), contentedly watching the ocean from her dry perch. Tokyo was wearing one of her new outfits, a pretty frilly white blouse and an elegant black skirt that was sorta incongruous with the flirty girlyness of the top. The rest of her discovered clothes lay haphazardly scattered just inside the mouth of the den; Princess had spent forever yesterday trying on different outfits, trying to figure out what to wear, messing with her mane. It was rather silly. She had said she was going to be leaving pack-lands for a bit, and sounded sort of guilty about it, but Tokyo hadn't cared enough to pry, instead just wondering with amusement what sort of trouble she was causing elsewhere.
A faint drizzle was just fading, and the sun was finally peeking out from behind the clouds to warm her slightly chilly limbs. Closing her ice-blue eyes and smiling faintly, Tokyo drifted off into a light mid-morning dose.
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did ya know tokyo and addison are actually second cousins? XD; thanos is tokyo's uncle, and she's got a wind chime from him hidden in her den. maybe if addi wants to see what other stuff she has after getting caught tokyo can explain that gift and they can figure out they're family, if you want~ 365 words
Tokyo was now a Scout. She had an incredibly important and meaningful job, to patrol the borders and keep those that were not of the pack out. This meant that she was now avoiding the borders at all costs. If she actually ran into someone there, she'd be expected to actually do something, and if she messed up she'd get into some sort of trouble, probably. No, no, no. That would be terrible. As long as she kept away, however, she would never be thrust into an awkward situation where she'd have to like, represent the pack. As far as co-ranks go, though, she could have done a lot worse. Because the measure of a job was simple: how easy it was to look like you were doing it without actually doing anything. Like, if circumstance had given her the job of hunter, that would have fucking sucked! That would have been a case where even if she tried she would have come up short. Well, unless all she did was fish, and the majority of wolves she met turned up their noses at the prospect of such a diet.
The woman was sprawled out on the sand a little way from her coastal den (located on the tip of Nevaeh Ravine), contentedly watching the ocean from her dry perch. Tokyo was wearing one of her new outfits, a pretty frilly white blouse and an elegant black skirt that was sorta incongruous with the flirty girlyness of the top. The rest of her discovered clothes lay haphazardly scattered just inside the mouth of the den; Princess had spent forever yesterday trying on different outfits, trying to figure out what to wear, messing with her mane. It was rather silly. She had said she was going to be leaving pack-lands for a bit, and sounded sort of guilty about it, but Tokyo hadn't cared enough to pry, instead just wondering with amusement what sort of trouble she was causing elsewhere.
A faint drizzle was just fading, and the sun was finally peeking out from behind the clouds to warm her slightly chilly limbs. Closing her ice-blue eyes and smiling faintly, Tokyo drifted off into a light mid-morning dose.
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