fruit of the spirit; moved up here

	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

fruit of the spirit; moved up here
Posted on February 6, 2024 at 05:55:33 PM by hael

Hael

[HAE el]

no stallion

▻ no children (x no one) ◅

She hears her mother, then, amidst the galloping wildness and the roaring wind - slung towards her and ripped away back towards the growing peril behind her. Hael, Lohan-- MOM!

Her rich golden head turns and inevitably her body, cream and white and black, followed. Her legs burned, not entirely thrilled with how her pace and pivots had been so wildly unmanaged as she usually was wise enough to do. She normally understood the limits of her races across the prairie, normally paid due diligence to the distance and the rises and falls of her path.

This time she is not. This time she is galloping with wide strides and uneven footfalls, dodging the hail to see better where she might spot her mother.

That was when Aur�lie finally made it out from the trees and into the open ground. It makes her skid to a stop, a high pitched whinny of warning calling her mother towards her desperately. She looks beyond and behind the mare, frantic about her baby brother, but she whistles that high whinny again in the meanwhile - knowing that behind the treetop horizon was a great sky-monster come to eat up the ground.

"MOM!" She screams, side-bounding backwards with her forelegs towards the shoreline where the others fleeing had mentioned there being some safety to hide.

OF THE LUTHIEN PRAIRIE

▻ mare - mutt - buckskin roan snowcap appaloosa - 15.3 hh ◅

Replies:

to put all that i amat the palm of your hands - By Zevulun February 27, 2024 at 08:45:23 PM

Its getting darker; - By Garmr February 1, 2024 at 04:29:34 AM
Vitam impendere vero. (Open) - By Nahawi February 1, 2024 at 03:34:25 AM
- tremble little lion man - By jasper February 2, 2024 at 09:29:06 PM
  - Vitam impendere vero. - By Nahawi February 3, 2024 at 05:22:26 AM
    - tremble little lion man - By jasper March 5, 2024 at 10:06:06 PM
      - Vitam impendere vero. - By Nahawi March 11, 2024 at 04:38:37 AM
you know the tune so the words dont matter (open) - By castillon February 1, 2024 at 03:02:53 AM
- i was quiet; - By claret February 1, 2024 at 03:52:41 AM
  - intuition as prophecy; - By micah February 1, 2024 at 01:57:42 PM
    - fruit of the spirit; - By hael February 1, 2024 at 02:08:28 PM
      - you know the tune so the words dont matter - By castillon February 2, 2024 at 02:04:50 AM

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