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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.

wolf's teeth are near.







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



His dark greedily consumes her flesh, the sheen of her silver coat, and her tussled mane; it awakens the carnal hunger that toils beneath his onyx hide. Oh, how he wants to run his teeth along her soft skin and to feel her energy vibrate. "Let us feast on her flesh," Fenrir growls, as his jowls snap together. Patience. Their time will come, but for now they will play with their new little toy. His ears remain laced against his muscular neck, even as she narrows her eyes and spits a retort at him.

"Oh konu," he growls as he plays out the scenario in his head. Her skin between his teeth as he rips it from her muscle, to see the crimson blood drip down her leg and then him painting her sleek silver hide in it. "I would not tempt the wolf, with such promise... he may take you up on it," he says with a smirk on his dark lips.

He watches with wary dark eyes as she steps closer, but as her lips peel back and her tongue wags from between her lips. He becomes rigid and disgust warps his dark face as she presses her tongue against his scarred cheek. Fenrir releases a snarl and Ivar's dark eyes narrow and peels his own lips back in his own growl. "How dare that tik! Fenrir screams and wreathes in anger. She steps away from him, that seems to be the first intelligent move the woman makes.

As she moves away, he follows her with swift steps and his teeth snap as he spews his promise to her. "Woman, I have something sinful for your tongue," he growls as he closes the distance between them until they are mere inches apart. His breath hot on her skin. "And I promise, if you do that again... you will not have a tongue to wag," his words above a whisper, meant only for her twitching ears. "And what a shame that would be," he growls as he imagines the things she could do with her tongue.

A satisfied smirk crosses his dark lips. He knows she will not cower, it seems the gods favor him on this day. They send him something to entertain him in the hours before he leaves these shores and head to war.



Translation:
Lokaðu því: shut it


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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