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THE PRAIRIE

LIR

head

NONE

second

NONE

third

KVASIR

guardians

RESIDENTS

the adults

none, none, none

august, citrus, evrain, khan, lavender, lumalee, roisin, tulip, zahara

name, name, name

CHILDREN

the little ones

name, name, name

khymm, krayt, lochlan, zahir, zahira

name, name, name

ALLIES

friends

evrain, sephiroth

ENEMIES

foes

zira

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

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Posted on November 28, 2025 at 09:19:34 PM by Lir

Lir looked over the wide bend of the river as it wended through the outer reaches of the Prairie, stretching toward the northern coast. His hazel eyes blinked slowly in the bright light of a mid-afternoon sun as his gaze swept over the river lands. The sable stallion shook his head roughly, sending browned ears flapping against the crest of his neck. Keeping his mind free of thought, the Prairie lead set off toward the northern beaches that lay about where the river's tributary met the ocean. It had been the better part of a week since Lir had visited this particular spot he had in mind. Curiosity tagged at him, drawing the stallion out of the inner Prairie and toward the sea like the good-natured teasing of a friend. Warm breath blew softly from his nostrils. The vapor rose through the chilled air in hazy flumes that danced like a danner in the breeze as Lir headed north.

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