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The Lost Islands

Peak

The Prime Minister

Khar'pern

The Codebreaker

Ashteroth

The General

Marceline

The Companions

None None None

The Thinkers

Naydra
Titan

The Politicians

Ararat
Axelle
Hollis
Mae
Nashira
Serenity

The Warriors

Clarity
Kaeja
Lysimache
Starling

The Trinkets

Beloved
Cato
Cullen
Güneşlenmek
Isengrim
Jigsaw
Kazimir
Octavius
Starscream
Yıldırım

PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

"None." - Leader

The Offspring

Diccon (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.

The art of love is largely the art of persistence









Skylar



As Mouse’s ears disappear into her inky mane, Skylar can’t help but to take a step back. What was so bad about meeting up with her father? She knew he wasn’t the nicest but he couldn’t be that bad could he? Naïve to her father’s real ways, Skylar is relieved when Mouse’s ears finally perk back up and a sense of relief comes upon her as Mouse agrees to come. Giving an eager nod the painted girl glanced to Giselle before turning to follow Mouse to make their decent.


Questions burned within Skylar as she followed the Vulcan mare. What was it like living there? Were there ever any battles anymore? What did you have to do to be accepted? Could she ever be accepted? Why did she dislike her father? What was so important that her father needed to discuss? Question after question continued until finally the filly could take it no more.


“Mouse?” she finally said, raising her voice to be heard over the winds as they made their way along the rocky path. “Would I have to be strong to live in the Peak?” Skylar knows that Mouse is unaware of her condition, of her weakness, but that doesn’t have to be said to answer such a question. The filly’s gaze peers upon the grullo’s back in wonder as she waits for an answer.



Mutt .:. Filly .:. Blue Roan Tobiano .:. 1yr

Frost





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