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
Live through this lie
Posted on March 26, 2016 at 10:30:40 PM by S H A M WARI


Was I left behind?
Someone tell me, tell me I survived.



Her call carries through the trees with ease. It reaches me loud and clear. The tone, the shrill shake of it dictating urgency. My green eyes focus in the direction where the call came. I see nothing but the usual calm scene here: tall reeds and the occasional swaying tree. But the Prairie is eerily quiet in the wake of Evaline's call. I waste no time. I urge my heaving red frame forward, my thick pillars for legs consuming the ground underneath me in long, overreaching strides. My hooves strike the earth like dull daggers, beating it, digging into it, as my haunches continue to propel my heaving body forward.

I'm searching for her familiar golden frame in the sea of orange and tan, the reeds rich in color as the sun begins to set at the horizon. I stumble upon Paradiso first. The colt looks to me with a flash of terror in his eyes as he huddles behind the thick trunk of an oak tree. I whicker to him quickly, firey red ear lobes pinned as a silent order is relayed to him to stay put. The hills open up and I am moving with great speed now. My lungs expand and contract, my nostrils flare and roar as the air comes in and out, my fuel for more speed and more power.

By the time I spy her, I see she is not alone. Evaline is standing bold and close to Pagan and my heart sinks. I know why he's here. Clearly I wasn't as clever as I thought if he'd followed me all the way back home. But I don't have time to think about that now. The tri-colored stud is rearing at Evaline, not striking her, but clearly threatening to. A rush of adrenaline washes over me the second I see it. A surge of warmth splinters through my veins, the heat, at its core, coming from deep in my gut. I envision crushing Pagan's skull underneath my flat hooves if I see him come that close to my mother again.

I neigh, a hearty and hoarse call screeching through the sky as I announce my arrival. It's laced with rage, a venom I'm not sure I've ever felt before. My speed doesn't slow even as I approach. Not until I'm between the two do I let up, my body hopping into the air as the momentum slows, and I am standing chest-to-chest with my foe now. I squeal, raising a front leg high to my chest and begin to paw furiously, my thick cranium swinging wildly with teeth barred. I then rear, striking out with every intention to hit him. I rear again and reach farther with my wildly flailing legs again for good measure.

"If you came here for a fight, that's what you'll get."



| Fresian Mutt | 15.3 | Chestnut | Evaline x Rook | Half-brother to Kasabian, Vita Nova | Vinyl | Photo © kimerleecury

OOC: No need to wait for an Evaline response, I'll throw her back into the mix the next round.

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