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 January 5, 2017 at 06:19:54 PM by S H A M WARI
 Tell me, tell me I survived. The Prairie was quiet, too quiet. The tall reeds whispered to me in the passing breeze, bringing old memories of this place to the forefront of my mind. I seem to be wholeheartedly too nostalgic lately. Valentine had breathed life into this place. It was a busy hearth at the time of my adolescence. I had so many siblings to play with and their mothers to pester. Even Evaline seemed content with the way of life here at the time. But there was a void in Valentine's wake. Part of me ached to see the spotted stud again. He was always good to me, even though I was never truly his kin. He gave me a start in life that most bastards were not fortunate to afford. Wherever he was these days, I wish him well. Perhaps that's what drove me back here. That's what made me want to stay when I found the place vacant. But Kasabian's death changed me. It taught me more about the world, and maybe more about myself. But I longed for the company of my own kind -- sometimes event the company of my dead and tormented half-brother. I worry about Paradiso and about where he is now. Evaline has more children she doesn't need at her side. What's next for us is still a path in which I cannot see the end. |
Shamwari | Fresian Mutt | Evaline x Rook | Stallion | Chestnut | 15.3 h | Half-brother to Kasabian, Vita Nova, Paradiso | Photo © Carina Mailwald | © Vinyl |
OOC: crappy post to keep Shamwari active... no need to respond.
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