Earlier that morning Tokala had woken up with irritation. He had been messed with by his fellow guards and had to slam one into a wall. Ears still back he had made his way to the meeting without realizing he was shirtless. He was still miffed about the other day. It was his job to protect, his to guard, and some random friggin woman made him feel useless. Didn't help he had run face first into a force field. He grumbled as he walked, combat boots somehow silent. They should bell him.

He waited at the meeting place still silent. This was unusual for him and the people who knew this kept their distance from the fox man with the crosses arms. He watched Ranna make her speech and felt a growl rio through him a bit. He didn't trust her and he was still mad at her. He saw Kyle come out and felt his ears pop up. He waved a bit...nothing back. He lowered his arm and returned them to being crossed. He had a job to do....even though usually he was utilized at night. He listened to what Kyle had to say heard Ranna speak again (felt a growl again) and watched him finish. 

He went toward the office but stopped. Ranna had left from there. He swallowed his feelings....feelings of jealousy and made his way to where he was usually posted. He grabbed the hat off of a fellow guard and put it on. His ears folding to work with it. He realized now he was shirtless, but didn't care. His etched muscles in view of everyone.