The Lost Islands
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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
tremble little lion man
Posted on March 5, 2024 at 10:06:06 PM by jasper



weep for yourself my man
you'll never be what is in your heart

The red stallion - Nahawi, he was called - was absolutely right that they had little time to exchange pleasantries. Jasper stiffened still, at a private war inside himself as to what it would mean if he helped find an enemy of the Prairie some safety. Yet Nahawi promised he meant no harm to befall the Prairie and clearly looked as if he were simply caught in the wrong place at the wrong time. Too, as unpredictable as storms could be, this one was no exception and seemed to be getting even worse than anticipated. The tornado that’d twisted and turned it’s path opposite them had now arched back and was going to be coming their way.

The way the winds whipped and howled through the trees, the younger trunks bending and arching with strange cracks and pops, sent a wave of fear down Jasper’s back. Go! Nahawi demanded, and Jasper nodded firmly, gathering his thin pale legs under him and starting off in the direction he knew safety would lie. He would run with Nahawi and allow the red dun to follow him across the island, away from the path of destruction the storm wrought.

Used to being the hero himself, it didn’t occur to Jasper that Nahawi was thinking of the same lines. As the winds picked up higher and larger chunks of frozen ice managed to cut through the leafy canopy above, a thick branch was cracked loudly from the tree it had grown from and flew through the air toward them. Nahawi lurched forward then and Jasper did not see if it landed. He only threw more of his weight forward, preparing to eat up as much of the ground as his short limbs could try to get them as far away from the danger as possible.

With any luck they’d make it clear across the Prairie grounds and the tornado would keep the westward path a little longer. Jasper could help Nahawi find the few groves tucked in small valleys among the Prairie hills that might provide a safe place to hide out the rest of the storm. The only problem was that they’d have to run across a lot of open ground to get there once they burst out of the trees they currently dodged about; they were sure to be pelted by whatever the storm raged downward on them, but they definitely couldn’t stay where they currently were.

guardian of the prairie
zevulun x vera. palomino varnish roan splash. 14.1hh.
welsh pony mutt. six year-old stallion



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