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.




Ease wound itself around Eira, her body letting itself grow fully relaxed as she blushed while eating. She had not meant to look like a chipmunk to Castillon, but she couldn't help herself. He was giving her a home, a place to be safe, and she was filling her hungry stomach. In the background she could hear Snapdragon going off to eat, but not really leaving them just yet. She was proud of the yearling, but she knew Snapdragon would never stay here with her and the Prairie home. She was a wandering soul, one born for greatness and unwilling to be led by anyone any longer.


Hearing Castillon move up the hill, Eira continued to eat before he came back down. Her hooves were loving the soft ground that was damp, the dried out items having been chipping horribly in the badlands. Now she would heal, her body would stay strong, but she would no longer feel like she was walking on eggshells. She had a place that was safe and she was thankful she had chosen this place to escape into. Yet, when Castillon spoke, she winced and heard Snapdragon snort behind her, the pale yearling raising her head to faintly glare at Castillon.


“I was force claimed in the Badlands because I was lippy to a mare that stopped me from going to a place to ease my almost heat stroked and emaciated self.” Eira did not wish to lie, but she knew in a way she was in the wrong entirely. “I had lipped Arsinoe with Vadim there and another black mare that I can’t remember the name of.” Eira did not wish to, really. She just wanted this place to stay as peaceful as it was right now. “I escaped though, so nothing should be coming as I was successful.” Eira was right there, she had escaped and done so with Snapdragon on her tail just exploring.

EIRA
mare | 15.2hhs | Classic Champagne Dun Tobino | of the prairie




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