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The Lost Islands
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Lagoon

The Boss

Garmr

The Marauder

Peyote

The General

Marko

The Companions
None Druna None

The Thieves

Jormungandr
Khyber
Kristjan
Síhtríc
Tribulation

The Associates

Azizi
Atticus
Leukos
Lucifer
Salinger
Thranduil

The Soldiers

Kheldar
Vaingard
Rosto

The Trinkets

None

Boss's Decree

"For every brother you bring to our
midst, you may keep a trinket all to
yourself. She will not be sullied or traded, unless you deem otherwise. But should you bring a mare here without a new brother first, then I will consider her property of the Lagoon as a whole
and do with her as I see fit." - Garmr

The Offspring

None

Rules

• The Lagoon is where homeless stallions come to live as a brotherhood. Mares may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders.

• Soldiers keep mainly to fighting, Thieves keep mainly to raiding, and Associates may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Marauder or Boss for permission.

• All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Boss maintains order within the Lagoon and has the final say.

• Elections for leadership positions will be held every TLI summer, provided the qualifying criteria are met.

• You can find detailed information about how the Lagoon works on the Rules page.

• Upon election, the Boss can issue a rule for members to follow during their tenure. It is up to leadership to enforce.
where wolf's ears are
Posted on February 17, 2020 at 05:37:15 PM by Ivar







where wolf's ears are,
Ivar
wolf's teeth are near.



The heat is relentless, the humidity sticky, and the Lagoon is silent except for the insistent buzzing of the flies that nip and bite his onyx hide. He does not flinch, nor wince in pain... that is for pussies. A smirk crosses his whiskered lips, he would soon make his way to join his brothers but there seems to be an intruder tromping through HIS Lagoon. Her scent wafts on the breeze cutting through the stench of rotting wood and stale musky water.


"She is either brave or stupid," Fenrir growls, his voice only heard by Ivar; a dark wolf that seethes in the dark recesses of Ivar's mind. "She's a woman, I'm going to go with stupid," Ivar growls an answer to Fenrir before pushing himself from where he lazily leans against the rough bark of a tree.


He slinks through the shadows, his inky hide completely shrouded by the forest as he picks his way towards the woman. It does not take long to locate her, as she struts through the Lagoon as if she owns the place. A growl rumbles up his throat, and is caught behind clenching teeth. He watches her, they watch her, dark eyes glimmering within the shadows. He greedily consumes her every curve, the suppleness of her hips, the soft arc of her nape. "She looks tasty," Fenrir growls, saliva drips from parted jowls.


Ivar skulks in the shadows a moment longer, reveling in the obscurity that it provides, but it is time to make himself known. Smoothly he glides from the shadows, stepping into the bright light and glowers. His ears pin against the muscles of his neck, buried beneath his thick tangled mane, his head lowers towards his knees as he approaches. His jaws snap together, with a loud pop as he nears the woman who speaks aloud but only for her own ears to hear. "There are no bears here, just wolves," he growls, his voice thick with a northerner's accent. "And they have yet to eat their share," his words are barely audible as his dark eyes slide up and down her figure.

Translation:


Ivar Speech
the voice of Fenrir

Icelandic - Smoky Black - Stallion - 14.3 hh

úlfur kappi of the lagoon

brother to Björn & Lagertha



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