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The WarriorsClarityKaeja Lysimache Starling |
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The TrinketsBelovedCato Cullen Güneşlenmek Isengrim Jigsaw Kazimir Octavius Starscream Yıldırım |
PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE"None." - Leader |
The OffspringDiccon (Cicada x Khar'pern) |
Rules• The Vulcan Peak is where homeless mares come to live as a sisterhood. Stallions may not live here except as captives or companions for the Leaders. • Warriors keep mainly to fighting, Thinkers keep mainly to raiding, and Politicians may do both, neither, or act as diplomats. Members may issue their own battles and raids, but should generally consult the General, Codebreaker or Prime Minister for permission. • All major decisions are determined by vote, but the Prime Minister maintains order within the Peak and has the final say. • Elections for leadership positions will be held every TLI summer, provided the qualifying criteria are met. • You can find detailed information about how the Peak works on the Rules page. |
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Posted on July 30, 2012 at 02:08:03 AM by ANATH
Anath had been in the falls for no more than twenty minutes. Twenty minutes. She needed a little fresh air, she needed to step out into the outside world. The Peak was her home, sure, but some days things needed to be cleared. The air, her breath, her head.
Especially her head. The champagne mare had been feeling sick lately, and been having a hard time getting a grip. Between her ghosts ebbing and flowing and being pushed by the breeze and a certain friendship she shouldn’t have, things were getting fuzzy. Lines that were once crisp and clear were becoming blurred and life was getting strange. There was a certain fondness she shouldn’t have for a man from the “enemy” territory.
Over the last few weeks there had been a couple men in the Peak. One had been that friend she shouldn’t be keeping. She had been with the man, sitting and talking. Things had been perfectly alright, nothing to worry about for her girls. The best part was having not been caught red handed sitting and having a perfectly normal conversation with the lead of the Lagoon. Ikari was the other, a legend in his own right, sitting before her and living and breathing.
The champagne woman had caught scent of the man in the Peak. Her feet were fleet, a thundering gallop across the planes that were the Common island. The mare’s head was low as she moved forward, streamlined, aerodynamic. Her nostrils flared, trying to catch as much air as possible as she ran with the wind at her back. Stupid shit like this would always happen toher, she’d come to realize it. What the fuck ever.
Without bothering to slow beforehand, a dramatic flair ushering her in. ”Okay, pain in the ass, two options—leave now with your testicles intact or… well, don’t.” Anath inserted herself between the new man and her two sisters. The mare’s ears pinned fast to her head, drawing up to her full height. She was eye to eye with the man, a full 16.1 hands. ”I leave for twenty fucking minutes and the riffraff gets in.” It’s with a bit of a dramatic huff that she regards the man, blocking the mare and filly but not really acknowledging them.
HEROES GET REMEMBERED
LEGENDS NEVER DIE
Replies:
- pulling your puzzles apart - By Valencia July 30, 2012 at 03:43:13 PM
- Just sweet beginnings and bitter endings - By posy July 30, 2012 at 06:00:53 PM
- LIFE IS TOO SHORT - By NOLITO August 5, 2012 at 00:01:52 AM
- Just sweet beginnings and bitter endings - By posy July 30, 2012 at 06:00:53 PM
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