The Lost Islands
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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

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Golden brown eyes watched from the shadows as the grullo mare gave birth. Her words that reached towards the onlooker once the deed was done did not send them away. Instead, they continued to watch and only as the foal began to nurse did the watcher present themself. Instead of Styrke like Mouse had thought, it was Skylar who had followed her along the trail towards the Peak. The young filly gave a shy smile and ducked her head a bit though her eyes did not leave the new mother and child.


“Osprey. That’s a very pretty name”


Her voice is soft as she tried to be the least threatening as possible although Skylar would never hurt a foal, even if it was the death of her. But new mothers could be touchy and so she stood a few lengths away, keeping her distance and trying not to intrude. But now that she had presented herself the filly wasn’t quite sure what to do. Feeling awkward, she turned her gaze down to the foal instead so she wouldn’t have to meet Mouse’s gaze incase the Vulcan was angry with her for following.


Skylar had been too young to know what had become of her roan mother. The only thing she could remember was nursing at the teat of a black mare in the Savanna before the Queen had disappeared once pregnant with her own child. It had seemed every mare that had attempted to be her mother had vanished, leaving the painted girl with the only family she had, Styrke. But despite his dark nature the brute had raised his filly and kept the darkness from ever entering her heart. He had allowed her the light while he remained ever present in the shadows.


Pushing away the depressing thoughts of her own childhood without a mother, Skylar smiled softly as she looked upon the painted hide of her half-sister. Would Mouse allowed Styrke to see their child or allow Osprey to know that her and Skylar shared the same blood? Questions like these would always be present in the roan filly’s mind but she stayed quiet and finally allowed her gaze to drift up to Mouse’s face as she waited for what the mare had to say.



filly | mutt | blue roan tobiano | 15hh | frost
styrke x hespera


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