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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
still waters run deep
Posted on August 1, 2016 at 04:34:41 PM by BRIENNE





Brienne held the position for as long as she could. Although she was overcome by emotion, she was still very much aware of the gentle warmth and pressure as Shamwari laid his neck across hers. To be so physically close and vulnerable with another horse, even just for those few moments, made the mare tremble. His scent was strong in her nose, but it was not unpleasant, and in the seconds before it all became too much Brienne thought to herself that she could grow used to the sensation of touching Shamwari.

When she finally pulled away, she held her head low and averted her eyes. This time she did not wipe away the tears that stained her cheeks, but her face nonetheless burned hot like a furnace. She reflected on what Shamwari had said: that he wished he had a name for her. Just as equally, she wished she could tell him what it was. Once, she would have relied on her best friend to introduce her, for as much as Brienne had been Selyse's eyes, Selyse had been her voice. They had been inseparable, and completely dependent on each other, but those days were in the past and would not help her now.

Then an idea struck her, and the skinny little mare's expression brightened. She turned back to Shamwari with a new light in her eye and a faint smile on her lips, and reached forward to nudge him on the shoulder. When she pulled back, she looked at him expectantly, then gave him another nudge for good measure. You, she wanted to say. Name me. Name me whatever you want. It was just a word, after all. And she would always hold her true name close to her heart.


BRIENNE
8; palomino overo; wry-nosed & mute; 15.1hh


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