Lost and Lovedrunk
Classic Champagne Leopard Blanket Knabstrupper sport horse
Potential show jumper with great lines, and pretty to boot
The Wind at MidnightThe Wind at MidnightThe Wind at Midnight by mosiebear
Featuring Tzilan and Roxanne
Early Autumn, 758 of the New Age
Windborne, The Cape
The nights were growing colder as autumn began to rear it’s head. The breeze coming off the ocean was crisp and cool. It was refreshing compared to the hot air from summer. Heat was something Roxanne wasn’t a fan of. She much preferred the cool of autumn and spring. The wind always picked up more during the cooler seasons as well, and the companionship she felt with it really made her feel safe.
Her dark hooves were bathed in the surf as she stood facing the north. “I hope that you can show me more this evening,” she said softly, her brown eyes looking up at the stars. “I want to learn all I can.” The wind picked up and whipped her black hair out behind her. It was a beautiful night. So peaceful and quiet. Perfect to listen to the small whispers she heard from the wind.
The bay doe concentrated
Wanted: More Bacon Gods!Hi guys! It's that busy time of year, and the fawnlings inbox is no exception so we are looking at hiring some more moderators for our team! There are perks we promise, but if we told you we'd have to kill you.Wanted: More Bacon Gods! by Fawnlings
What we're looking for:
- 3 gallery / miscellaneous moderators to help with the easier tasks
- Additional herd moderators for Glenmore and Windborne especially, but also the other herds
- Some admin experience is handy, but not essential
- Having skype also isn't a requirement, but is highly recommended, it's how our staff stay in touch
- Good general knowledge of Western Isles rules, policy and lore
- Positive attitude
- At least a couple of contact hours a week for helping out, please don't apply if you know you're going to be super busy!
How to apply
To apply to be one of our staff members, please fill out the form below (truthfully please guys) and answer all the questions on the staff quiz, sending both to the group in a note. We've written this to test
Babes in the BlackwoodFeaturing Nuala, Corvus, and La'NeiyaBabes in the Blackwood by TigressDesign
Late Winter, Year 757 of the New Age
Blackwood, Foothills of Whitepeak
The woods were always dark in the winter. To La’Neiya, they were dark no matter the season: the pines blocked out any light and the only gleam of brightness was the snow. She hated the snow, it was cold and wet and without Mama… the weanling blinked furiously, quelling her tears, and she trudged on.
Mama would find her. She had to, she always did! La’Neiya had been lost before and Mama had come and found her and told her that she always knew where she was and that she would always, always come to find her when she was lost. She’d said that they knew each others.. bloodsing? Birdblood? Songsing? Whatever it was, La’Neiya had understood because whenever she was with Mama she felt her,