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THE PRAIRIE

LIR

head

NONE

second

NONE

third

KVASIR

guardians

RESIDENTS

the adults

none, none, none

dreamer, khan, lumalee, roisin, zahara

name, name, name

CHILDREN

the little ones

name, name, name

zahir, zahira

name, name, name

ALLIES

friends

evrain, sephiroth

ENEMIES

foes

none

GUIDELINES

common sense, really

i. the Prairie stands as a symbol of peace and prosperity among the islands
ii. anyone is welcome to live here so long as they do not bring harm to the Prairie or any of it's residents
iii. 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
iv. 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
v. 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

remember me love when i'm reborn
Posted on December 12, 2023 at 00:31:12 AM by sidra

It had been some time since Sidra had returned home to the Prairie. She was content with life in the Forest with Balor and his herd. She enjoyed learning about her new home with the handsome painted stallion, and was disappointed when her sides did not swell with the promise of what should have been her first child. Maybe it was that disappointment that drew Sidra toward the Prairie, seeking the comfort of home, of familial love, as she tried to remember to be patient when waiting for her new one to grow.

Either way, share drew toward the river that separated the territories and drew up short at the sight of her red-freckled mother trotting toward the water up ahead. Sidra lifted her chin and opened her mouth to call out for her, but decided not to at the last moment. There was something wonderful about seeing her mother happy, healthy, and independently seeking out the river on her own. Sidra had been so worried about her after her father had disappeared; as she struggled to come to terms with losing her father, she felt like she was watching her mother waste away before her very eyes and she was powerless to stop it. Hurt filled her chest and Sidra dropped her chin, gaze gone somewhat sad as she continued watching her mother drink the water, perk upward, and then turn back around to return the way she�d come.

She drew a breath and shook her head, pushing away the sorrows of the past. Sidra wanted to focus on what was good, and that meant she was going to put aside her past hurt and just be happy that her mom was healthy. It would be nice to speak with her when she was in a good mood� it�d be like all those times Sidra wished her relationship with her dam could be.

As she picked up her gait to a trot she called out at last, a sweet sing-song whinny to draw her mother�s ears back in the direction behind her. �Mom!� She called as she drew a little closer, smiling once Luna�s attention drew to her daughter and pulling up her gait. �I�m so happy I came across you!�

And she was, so the truth shone radiant and happy across her face.

SIDRA
zevulun x luna | of the forest

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