The Lost Islands
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HEAD OF THE PRAIRIE
zevulun
SECONDARY THIRD
castillon lir
GUARDIANS
jasper, micah, thames, lohan
 
RESIDENTS OF THE PRAIRIE
hirka, eira, aura
 eirena, frond, aurelie, luna
mage, daire, vervain, claret
lior, hael, atropa belladonna
vernonia		 name, name, name
 
CHILDREN OF THE PRAIRIE
eriana, name, name
 *odette, eudora, *dolores
adira		 name, name, name
 
ALLIES
ENEMIES
rafe (badlands)
evrain (hills)
sephiroth (thicket)
bacardi (forest)
mariael (arch)
tyr & oswin (ridge)
none
 
GUIDELINES

- the Prairie stands as a symbol of peace and prosperity among the islands
- anyone is welcome to live here so long as they do not bring harm to the Prairie or any of it's residents
- adventure and exploration is not only allowed, but encouraged! residents are asked to use their better judgement and not travel to places that could bring them harm
- the head of the prairie has final say in all prairie matters. the secondary and third positions are not able to be challenged for and are selected by the head
- the guardians take on a more active role in the prairie; they must protect the inhabitants of the prairie and go on patrols of the prairie borderlines and shore. they can welcome strangers to the prairie and invite anyone to live here, though they must inform one of the leaders of any newcomers or visitors
I'm coming home....
Posted on September 25, 2015 at 09:11:22 PM by Braylen

Braylen
stallion | 15.1hh | palomino tovero | protector of the inlet


Braylen waited patiently and was not left standing there upon the shore for long. The white that marked Valentine’s body stood out against the gold colors of the territory; easily catching Braylen’s gaze as he watched the stallion approach. Neck arching slightly as instinct tried to take hold; Braylen kept control and pushed his ears forward as his tail raised ever so slightly to a half flag. He was not here to fight but it was basic mature stallion instincts that made the thought linger in the back of his mind that he did well to ignore.


“Valentine” He managed to say before suddenly Rufina appeared and skidded to a halt, roughly bumping into the gold and white brute. Braylen had raised his head out of the way from the mare as she ran into him, his blue eyes holding a glint of humor at her appearance. “Rufina” he greeted as well, a small smile touching his lips. He had to fight the urge to tug at a lock of her mane playfully and was glad when she stepped away; behaving herself if that were even possible.


Looking back to Valentine, Braylen held his head level with the stallion once more now that he wasn’t trying to dodge a certain mare. “I am Braylen; son of Lyden” he said, not knowing if Valentine would remember his father or not. Regardless, Braylen was not his father anyways. He was his own man and had his own responsibilities and would not be hindered or helped by his sire’s name. “I do not come here to bring trouble. Only to see what is required of me to have permission to take your daughter home in the Inlet.” Braylen did not bother to verify that it was Rufina he spoke of. He thought that very clear already by how the young mare had greeted him after the initial shock.
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