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
Theres no such thing as a nightmare.




Humming a soft tune as her feathered legs move, a young mare smiles to herself as she trots along the beach. She had been moving across the islands for a little while now, but found herself most happy on Luthien. She had not met any of the leaders here just yet, not wanting to pick a place to live full time in her young mind. She was having fun dreaming and being a lone soul, but this day her mind asked her to do something else and she found out that she was searching for companionship.


Trotting along with her long mane and tail flapping in the wind behind her, Dreamer weaved through the open land of the Prairie on a trail that seemed to be well worn. Scents were changing here, just like the Forest. She found herself happy to be here though, her heart soaring in her breast as if it had wings. A brighter smile began to line her lips, begging to be let free as she picked up her pace from a long strided trot into a flowing canter.


Laughing, Dreamer gave a half hearted crow hop. Her tail went into the air, the silver strands catching the light with a shimmering like gleam to them. Birds danced and sang above her, but nothing stopped the light hearted mare from just having her fun. She continued on this way for a while, until her body stumbled into something without her notice and caused her hooves to scramble before she slid and hit the ground with a thump. Giggling, Dreamer pulled herself up from the ground with grasses in her hair and the strands haphazard, bright and kind eyes searching to see if anyone had seen her.

DREAMER
mare | 16.3hhs | sooty dunalino pintaloosa | of nowhere




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