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.




Silence greeting the air right before her lips, no sounds escaping her lungs and coming into the space between Eira and Castillon. He was a nice stallion, one that she was thankful for in this moment. He had come to her when she called for help and he had not looked at Snapdragon any way other than curious which was a blessing. Eira was unsure of what the world would bring her and Snapdragon, but she knew that the young Vadim yearling would not stay by her side forever. Snapdragon was a wild horse, at heart, and at soul. It would be amazing to watch what was in store for her dear friend.


Flicking her ears forward, Eira gave a faint smile as her breath escaped in a faint cloud of air. “I would love that.” Was all Eira said, her voice now falling away as a blush slowly grew over her cheeks. She was laden with foal and yet she just really wanted to curl up somewhere warm and listen to this stallion talk some more. She would love to hear what this place was like more than explore it currently, but that was not something she could force to happen. Castillon seemed content enough to show her around and she certainly would not stop him from that.

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




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