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Lagoon
The Boss Garmr
The Marauder Thranduil		The General Enigma

The Companions
None	Druna	None

The Thieves Khyber Leif Tribulation	The Associates Alioth Beloved Blizzard Cullen Floki Warg	The Soldiers Bidziil Nataanii

The Trinkets Ainaz Emerson Lavender Morgana Nahawi Pandemonium	Boss's Decree "For every brother you bring to our midst, you may keep a trinket all to yourself. She will not be sullied or traded, unless you deem otherwise. But should you bring a mare here without a new brother first, then I will consider her property of the Lagoon as a whole and do with her as I see fit." - Garmr	The Offspring Blackthorn (Starscream x Naydra) Canine (Garmr x Gitch Mantiou) Flynnrir (Garmr x Druna) Kythri (Khyber x Lavender) Luxor (Khyber x Vogue) Saphris (Floki x Emerson) Solas (Khyber x Khar'pern) Temperence (Tribulation x Tawa)
Rules � The Lagoon is where homeless stallions come to live as a brotherhood. Mares may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders. � Soldiers keep mainly to fighting, Thieves keep mainly to raiding, and Associates may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Marauder or Boss for permission. � All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Boss maintains order within the Lagoon and has the final say. � Elections for leadership positions will be held every TLI summer, provided the qualifying criteria are met. � You can find detailed information about how the Lagoon works on the Rules page. � Upon election, the Boss can issue a rule for members to follow during their tenure. It is up to leadership to enforce.

moondust in your lungs
Posted on June 21, 2024 at 03:01:14 AM by Vervain

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Vervain had expected the painted stallion to come right at her to invade her space as he had every other time before. She had braced for it, prepared mentally to be rattled by the brutish behavior he had made so apparent. So, when his approach is slow, apprehension is in every line of her face. It laces every scanning glance and pulls her muscles taut. The tension she felt in the air rose as the proximity increased, and, while it plateaued with the first whisper of his touch, her uneasiness did not.

She expected it to be a trick, another game he was playing. Surely, he meant to lure her into complacency and then bite her once more. The maiden�s dark ears, splayed before in submission, twisted almost curiously toward the sound of his soft grunts. Dread and hope pool together and twist at her gut. Desperately, Vervain wanted the abuse to be over. She was so tired: of the pain, the fear, and the overwhelming loneliness she�d experienced since that night on the beach.

A tremble swept through her as his breath dissipated over the sensitive skin of her bruised shoulder, so very close to the last blow he�d given her. She braced herself. Adrenaline, trickling steadily into her bloodstream, made every nerve ending tingle. As a result, a shiver trapsed its finger down the length of her spine when he exhaled upon her once more and pressed his muzzle more firmly into her shoulder. Vervain managed not to wince, but her eyes darted in his direction when she noticed the movement of his tail. Still, he didn�t bite her. Confusion began clouding her thoughts.

Her honey eyes flick to his face when his movement ceases; his eyes were already on her. Nervous, a single ear splays sideways again in tentative compliance. A nicker encouraged it to rotate toward him again. She doesn�t understand why he�s doing this, but relief and exhaustion begin to replace the fear and adrenaline after feeling his lips gently scratched against her skin. When was the last time someone had done something like that for her? A single, barely audible snort vibrated in her throat and nose in response to him. Her eyes scan him with apprehension and a concealed hope. Instinctively, gentle contact is what she desired, not the pushing and shoving, nips and bites from the last several weeks.

So, while she does not lean into his touch, she does not run either, and that is a start.

Vervain

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Lagoon

The Boss

The Marauder

The General

The Companions

The Thieves

The Associates

The Soldiers

The Trinkets

Boss's Decree

The Offspring

Rules