zevulun |
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| SECONDARY | THIRD | |
| castillon | lir | |
jasper, micah, thames, lohan | ||
| hirka, eira, aura |
eirena, frond, aurelie, luna
mage, daire, vervain, claret lior, hael, atropa belladonna vernonia |
name, name, name |
| eriana, name, name |
*odette, eudora, *dolores adira |
name, name, name |
evrain (hills) sephiroth (thicket) bacardi (forest) mariael (arch) tyr & oswin (ridge) |
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- 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 | ||
Posted on July 12, 2016 at 10:02:20 PM by S H A M WARI
The swim was slow moving, but I didn't mind much. My thick, red pillars cut through the liquid with ease, my body fit and sculpted from many treks between the isles. My attention hovered mostly on the dark mass of Luthien in the distance, keeping us on track as the Crossing grew smaller behind us. In between the wavering currents I'd slow my movement and crane my neck to spy the fair girl, just a white dot in the dark sea, but said nothing as we carried on. I emerged from the crashing waves on the sands of my homeland and sighed. My dark nostrils flared in the humid summer air, and I am immediately calmed by the soothing sounds of the reeds bending in the breeze. For a moment I'm reminded about my luck as of late. I am fiercely proud of the Prairie and intend to live up to what Valentine started here. I am equally as proud to show it off to a pretty mare like Petal. It isn't long before she joins me among the reeds, my own pelt still sleek and glistening under the moon with an extra layer of seawater. My firey red tail slaps against my hocks and I look her, trying my best to gauge her interest through the dark. She is a vision, even now, with her damp coat and in the midnight darkness. I nicker warmly to her. When she speaks, my whiskered lips crack a genuine smile and I bob my head. "I think that's the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me." I say, arching my neck to allow my muzzle to graze gently at her shoulder, in a friendly gesture, of course. "The others must be bed in for the night already." 
| Fresian Mutt | 15.3 | Chestnut | Evaline x Rook | Half-brother to Kasabian, Vita Nova | Vinyl | Photo © kimerleecury |
Was I left behind?
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- i murmured my fears - By p e t a l July 20, 2016 at 06:56:22 PM
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lie- By S H A M WARI & Paradiso July 29, 2016 at 03:41:06 PM- in the morning i went - By p e t a l August 4, 2016 at 05:17:31 PM
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lie- By S H A M WARI August 10, 2016 at 09:09:39 PM
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- in the morning i went - By p e t a l August 4, 2016 at 05:17:31 PM
- Live through this
- and i felt delight - By p e t a l July 22, 2016 at 10:41:54 PM
- Live through this
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