The Lost Islands
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Lagoon

The Boss

Garmr

The Marauder

Peyote

The General

Marko

The Companions

None Druna None

The Thieves

Jormungandr
Khyber
Kristjan
Síhtríc
Tribulation

The Associates

Azizi
Atticus
Leukos
Lucifer
Salinger
Thranduil

The Soldiers

Kheldar
Vaingard
Rosto

The Trinkets

None

Boss's Decree

"For every brother you bring to our
midst, you may keep a trinket all to
yourself. She will not be sullied or traded, unless you deem otherwise. But should you bring a mare here without a new brother first, then I will consider her property of the Lagoon as a whole
and do with her as I see fit." - Garmr

The Offspring

None

Rules

• The Lagoon is where homeless stallions come to live as a brotherhood. Mares may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders.

• Soldiers keep mainly to fighting, Thieves keep mainly to raiding, and Associates may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Marauder or Boss for permission.

• All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Boss maintains order within the Lagoon and has the final say.

• Elections for leadership positions will be held every TLI summer, provided the qualifying criteria are met.

• You can find detailed information about how the Lagoon works on the Rules page.

• Upon election, the Boss can issue a rule for members to follow during their tenure. It is up to leadership to enforce.

as the uncertain harvest; keep us here

this exchange was nearly as pleasant as the thrumming joyful fulfillment she felt when her heart pumped so hard from exertion she felt it might burst. each witty comment, smirk and chuckle caused a small prickle of pleasure within her and she felt it was something she could get used to. she nods with mock seriousness when he suggests introducing him to himself, and then adds in an extra serious tone.

oh yes. i will. i would suggest however that you don’t call him smelly… or ridicule his swamp… he is a king you know…things could get dicey if you make him angry.

she laughs quietly when he speaks again, expressing his hope to witness some of the running amuck but she wonders plainly if he would be put off by her constant desire for movement. she wouldn’t have to wait long to find out it seemed. as they trailed through the heavy dark curtains of trailing vines and leafy branches a glorious vision unfurled before them. the tang of salt reached her velvet nose and the crystalline turquoise reflected in the darkness of her searching eyes. her breathing grew short with excitement when she felt the sponginess of the lagoon floor give way to the shift of sand beneath her hooves and the beat of her heart quickened into wild thumps she could almost feel. she became nearly airborne, prancing beside him for moment before she let out a breathless whisper.

perfection

with that small declaration she smirked at him, reached out daringly to to let her teeth graze his shoulder, and launched into flight. he would witness the running amuck much sooner than later. she exploded into action, leaping to the waters edge and taking long blissful strides down the beach, each muscle moving in perfect harmony, each heartbeat and breath timed to exaction like the mechanics lurking behind the metal cover of a pocket watch. the movement floods her with happiness and with the fresh wave of joy she bucks wildly before slowing to a floaty trot. she can’t bring herself to slow down further, but turns her head curiously to see if he has decided to participate.



arabian mutt. mare . 13.2 hh . 3 yrs . black . kafkaesque


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