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I admit that I completely forgot about hunting! What kind of badass huntress is Noka supposed to be if she's never out hunting? D: I'm also hoping to have her out exploring sometime, although I'd absolutely kill to unlock the hunting handpaint for her 8D

Link to import sheet:
Link to hunting journal: Noka
Registered name: Noka
Nickname(s): Nokie, Trouble
ID number: 188
Owner: Kieath
Species: Tokotas
Gender: Female
Age: 2 year
Genotype:
ee/aa/Tt/nPb/Gg/Cc/nM/nA
Phenotype:
Graying marked piebald tundra with collar and accents
Height: 168 cm
Weight: 825 lbs
Heirarchy status: AVERAGE
Rites of Fertility: 0/3
Rites of Dominance: 0/5
Health status: Perfect condition. Fit, active, and in good shape.
Items:
Personality: Noka's presence is notorious for bad news and she has been nothing but trouble since she was born. This pup seems to thrive in chaos, and it almost seems like she seeks it out. She has a generally goofy demeanor, but does not

Ice fishing wasn’t exactly what you would call Noka’s specialty. The massive creature was perched awkwardly in a frigid stream between two glaciers, watching with mild amusement as the odd fish flickered by. It was pretty clear from the beginning that she had no idea what she was doing. Sticking her snout in the water was probably the easiest approach, but there was something greatly unappealing about sticking her nose in the artic water.

The Tokota huffed, looking back to see if she could spot her handler. The two of them decided to split up, which the great creature regretting more and more with the passing of time. Despite both of them being experts on survival, neither of them had much experience with aquatic-based terrain. A feeling of helplessness began to set in, cemented with the sheer frustration that she should know better. This was simple stuff…any Tokota could fish…right?

With a loud grunt she lunged into the water, nearly yipping in surprise as her teeth lunged into cold flesh. She pulled her head out and glanced down at the fish which flailed wildly in her mouth. Noka barely had a moment to look before being interrupted by a loud roar. Instinctively she turned around, snarling as she found herself face to face with a bear nearly her size.

Well, this certainly beats fish meat.

Description
I admit that I completely forgot about hunting! What kind of badass huntress is Noka supposed to be if she's never out hunting? D: I'm also hoping to have her out exploring sometime, although I'd absolutely kill to unlock the hunting handpaint for her 8D

Link to import sheet:
Link to hunting journal: Noka
Registered name: Noka
Nickname(s): Nokie, Trouble
ID number: 188
Owner: Kieath
Species: Tokotas
Gender: Female
Age: 2 year
Genotype:
ee/aa/Tt/nPb/Gg/Cc/nM/nA
Phenotype:
Graying marked piebald tundra with collar and accents
Height: 168 cm
Weight: 825 lbs
Heirarchy status: AVERAGE
Rites of Fertility: 0/3
Rites of Dominance: 0/5
Health status: Perfect condition. Fit, active, and in good shape.
Items:
Personality: Noka's presence is notorious for bad news and she has been nothing but trouble since she was born. This pup seems to thrive in chaos, and it almost seems like she seeks it out. She has a generally goofy demeanor, but does not

Ice fishing wasn’t exactly what you would call Noka’s specialty. The massive creature was perched awkwardly in a frigid stream between two glaciers, watching with mild amusement as the odd fish flickered by. It was pretty clear from the beginning that she had no idea what she was doing. Sticking her snout in the water was probably the easiest approach, but there was something greatly unappealing about sticking her nose in the artic water.

The Tokota huffed, looking back to see if she could spot her handler. The two of them decided to split up, which the great creature regretting more and more with the passing of time. Despite both of them being experts on survival, neither of them had much experience with aquatic-based terrain. A feeling of helplessness began to set in, cemented with the sheer frustration that she should know better. This was simple stuff…any Tokota could fish…right?

With a loud grunt she lunged into the water, nearly yipping in surprise as her teeth lunged into cold flesh. She pulled her head out and glanced down at the fish which flailed wildly in her mouth. Noka barely had a moment to look before being interrupted by a loud roar. Instinctively she turned around, snarling as she found herself face to face with a bear nearly her size.

Well, this certainly beats fish meat.