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 26, 2018 at 04:35:26 PM by S H A M WARI
 Tell me, tell me I survived. My muscles still bunched under my sleek copper hide, but the exasperated breathing began to slow. No longer did my whiskered nostrils flair with effort to fill my burning lungs with the air they so craved. As such, I could feel myself beginning to come down from the adrenaline rush after battle. One by one, the members of our family began to trickle to the shore. I spied Verdi, nearly a yearling at this age, lingering behind a sand dune, clearly waiting for his older brother before approaching any further. A few mares too, lingered in the distance. Eventually Jabari returned with Vita Nova and Tavas not far behind. I studied Nova as he approached sheepishly, her face stricken with guilt or regret, maybe both. Like our mother, she'd never been good at hiding her feelings. And unlike Evaline, Vita Nova was a terrible liar. The sides of my barrel rise and fall as I take in a deep breath, and release it in the form of a long sigh. It's not my intention to interrogate my sister in front of our family. Anyone could have just as much or more information about Warsaw than she. But there was a reason the Tinuvel stallion swam all the way here to fight a stallion he'd never met before in a terrain he'd never stepped foot in before, for a chance to get to her. The way the large grey stallion took off through the fields as a last ditch effort to find her still made my blood boil with anger. I needed answers if I hoped to prepare for what could possibly be coming next. My eyes finally lift from Vita Nova and scan over the rest of the herd. I offer Petal a short nod of my head, and Sanibel a brief smile and nicker. Primrose isn't far behind her. And with the flick of my brown tail, I stepped forward to stand by my son's side before addressing the herd. "I don't have to tell you what just happened. I'm sure you heard the commotion." I said sternly, staring down my nose at them. "With Jabari's help, we were able to scare him off. But the question I have for you all is, what would drive Warsaw of the Inlet to our shores?" I asked stiffly. Jabari began to shift his weight nervously over his four legs, and eyed me occasionally. But my son stood strongly next to me. "Any idea, Vita Nova? He seemed keen on finding you." I finally blurt, my wide brown eyes falling onto my sister again. A snort leaves my lips as an uncomfortable span of silence hangs in the air. "This is not an interrogation. But it is my job, and Jabari's job, to keep you all safe here. We've been lucky that the Prairie has been peaceful for long. If anyone has any information to share about Warsaw, what they know, or what they've seen, even just what you've heard, it could be helpful in making sure an attack like this doesn't reach our borders again." |
Shamwari | Fresian Mutt | Evaline x Rook | Stallion | Chestnut | 15.3 h | Half-brother to Kasabian, Vita Nova, Paradiso | Photo © Carina Mailwald | © Vinyl |
Replies:
- This is no ordinary love - By Vita Nova July 27, 2018 at 08:45:08 PM
- as rosy as morn - By p e t a l July 31, 2018 at 04:38:23 PM
- Never let me go - By Sanibel and Primrose October 17, 2018 at 02:41:26 PM
- First Breath After A Coma - By JABARI , Shamwari & Vita Nova October 23, 2018 at 10:28:07 PM
- Never let me go - By Sanibel and Primrose October 17, 2018 at 02:41:26 PM
- as rosy as morn - By p e t a l July 31, 2018 at 04:38:23 PM
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