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Lagoon
The Boss Garmr
The Marauder Peyote		The General Marko

The Companions
None	Druna	None

The Thieves Jormungandr Khyber Kristjan S�htr�c 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.

STAIN THE WOLF'S TEETH WITH BLOOD
Posted on August 12, 2015 at 11:03:46 AM by GRAVEWOLF

A branch snapped.

Gravewolf flicked a dark ear, his green eyes opening to search for a familiar face but there were no familiar faces in the lagoon. Most of his family remained in the forest and his two shadows had left him with only one; his own. He had gotten used to not seeing Dreadbite after she had left with Vaaco but he had never considered being without Vargr. While the painted boy might not be the best company, he was company that Gravewolf strangely enjoyed.

As he looked around the small copse he had chosen to rest in, he realised that, for the first time in his short life, he felt alone and unsure. His sire had told him that joining a bachelor herd would be good for him, that he would learn all the important lessons in life that would prepare him for his future life as a band stallion. Where was he to start though? What was he supposed to be doing?

He stalked away from thicket, searching for something.

Anything.

As he moved in the direction of the border, perhaps subconsciously on his way out to find the last piece of familiarity he had on the crossing, a voice caught his attention. He followed it curiously, ears perked forwards as he failed to make out the words but successfully deciphered that there was only one doing the talking � perhaps the other was mute.

Suddenly, the owner of the voice snapped at his companion and Gravewolf�s ears flicked back in uncertainty. He wondered if he should interrupt them or leave them be but again, the voice called out. �Shit� he mumbled quietly under his breath and stepped from the trees. �Sorry, I was just walking. I did not mean to disturb you.� he replied, not realising that the words had been aimed at the younger colt rather than himself.

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Replies:

To Take What I'm Owed - By Tithe August 12, 2015 at 01:30:31 PM
- we're the trash in your bed - By PSYCHEDELIC August 14, 2015 at 10:59:32 PM
  - STAIN THE WOLF'S TEETH WITH BLOOD - By GRAVEWOLF August 17, 2015 at 09:02:04 AM
    - To Take What I'm Owed - By Tithe August 18, 2015 at 02:40:41 PM
      - we're the trash in your bed - By PSYCHEDELIC September 1, 2015 at 04:52:30 AM

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Lagoon

The Boss

The Marauder

The General

The Companions

The Thieves

The Associates

The Soldiers

The Trinkets

Boss's Decree

The Offspring

Rules