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
Happiness in spades.
Posted on November 9, 2024 at 11:51:57 PM by Cruise

Lifting his head after bumping into the larger horse, Cruise peeked at the pale stallion with bright eyes taking him in. Listening to the stallion, Cruise nodded his head before slowly stepping back to make more space between them. “I am far fwom home.” He replied softly before his head tilted to the side again as he thought a bit more. He was weaned now and starting to understand more things, but it also came with the fact he was overly curious.

“I'm Cwuise. My mom is Roamer and my dad is Towand. I don't think grandpa Voy and Bacadi would want me dis far ould dey?” With still a bit of issues with letters, Cruise struggled to speak everything it came out like a babble instead of an adults voice. Flicking his tiny tail, the colt harrumphed and turned his frame to look out over the Prairie. “I am eplorin.” Her said after a minute, his bright lupine eyes falling back to the cream man before him. “Am I kay here?”

After those words, the colt waited for what the big horse would say. His small frame seemed to be wiggling out of its own seams before he stumbled a touch as one leg hurt more than the rest and tried to cave. Pinning his ears, the colt snorted before stomping at what he swore was the grass bothering him and not his swollen legs.


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