The Lost Islands
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HEAD OF THE PRAIRIE
zevulun
SECONDARY THIRD
castillon lir
GUARDIANS
jasper, micah, thames, lohan
 
RESIDENTS OF THE PRAIRIE
hirka, eira, aura
eirena, frond, aurelie, luna
mage, daire, vervain, claret
lior, hael, atropa belladonna
vernonia
name, name, name
 
CHILDREN OF THE PRAIRIE
eriana, name, name
*odette, eudora, *dolores
adira
name, name, name
 
ALLIES
ENEMIES
rafe (badlands)
evrain (hills)
sephiroth (thicket)
bacardi (forest)
mariael (arch)
tyr & oswin (ridge)
none





 
GUIDELINES

- 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
Karma’s calling and I hope I can run.




They had done the best that they could, but finally Eira had to stop moving with her sides heaving in breath. Snapdragon was right beside her, but the soft colored mare knew that she could not keep that feisty lagoon born mare with her forever. Shaking her head with her emerald green eyes, Eira let out a shuttering breath before her head turned to the sound of hooves approaching them. Eira was about to tell Snapdragon to run when the almost two year old stepped in front of her and faced this stallion with her two toned tail lashing out faintly.


Looking from the stallion and then Snapdragon, it took Eira a moment to get the guts to speak before her lips opened nd her eyes gently pleaded with the stallion before her. “That was me.” Her voice showed her exhaustion as it was choppy with her breathing. Eira would normally sound perfect after that kind of workout, but this was her first season in foal and she had not expected to use so much of her energy running away from the Badlands and the horses there. Shaking her head though, the mare tried her best to swallow most of the panting breaths down.


“I am escaping the Badlands and need a home.” Eira did not care where that home was, but she really hoped that this forest would be it. She would find a home in this open land that was surrounded by trees. She would pull her own weight and do as she needed to make sure she was not worthless. Eira would help Snapdragon fit in if she had to. Eira just wanted a secure place to live and to never have to run again.

EIRA
mare | 15.2hhs | Classic Champagne Dun Tobino | of the lost island wilds




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