<font face=papyrus size=1 color=c9c4c2>There's no such thing as a nightmare.</font>

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

There's no such thing as a nightmare.
Posted on January 21, 2025 at 04:26:31 AM by Dreamer

Her search had of course shown that someone had witnessed her tumble. Giving a bright grin, Dreamer shakes out her body again with her eyes dancing in humor. �Well of course! What point is there in crying when you fall?� Giggling, the daughter of Tyr pulls herself into a more straight position, her chest heaving still from the fun she had been having. She was not sure what all had gone on here in the Prairie, yet it was still a gorgeous place and smelt wonderful this time of year with the flowers.

�My name is Dreamer. I am the daughter of Tyr and Asphara, from the Ridge.� For the first time in ages speaking with another, Dreamer did not realize she need not speak of who her father was, but she was proud of him. Tyr was a strong man, an even better father, and an amazing leader. She had watched him be taken to the Lagoon, but she had not followed because the stinky place was far from what she would ever want to be in for any length of time.

Flicking her gaze over the stallion before her, she noticed pretty colors making up his fur. She was used to more pale creatures other than her mom and that random stallion she met in the commons, but that was okay. Licking her lips before she sneezed, the mare shakes her head like her brain might fall out of her head. �May I know your name?�

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

Replies:

whispers in the tall grass - By Lir January 21, 2025 at 11:39:59 PM
- There's no such thing as a nightmare. - By Dreamer January 27, 2025 at 02:03:09 AM
  - whispers in the tall grass - By Lir February 1, 2025 at 03:48:29 PM
    - There's no such thing as a nightmare. - By Dreamer February 3, 2025 at 08:11:33 AM
      - whispers in the tall grass - By Lir February 3, 2025 at 09:29:51 PM
        
        There's no such thing as a nightmare. - By Dreamer February 4, 2025 at 06:02:39 PM
        
        whispers in the tall grass - By Lir February 8, 2025 at 09:56:27 PM

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