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
Gόneşlenmek
Isengrim
Jigsaw
Kazimir
Octavius
Starscream
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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.

You've stolen my heart








Mare - Lusitano - Palomino - 15.3hh - 5


To say that our golden goddess was pissed would be a complete understatement. Sure she was fuming, but it was simply a small flickering flame for the moment. She was attempting to keep calm for Nila's sake, and go along with the peak mare, but she still did turn her head to see if Styrke attempted to follow, to perhaps give the draft mare a last lashing and herd her and their daughter back home. She saw nothing, and yes that may have angered her more to know he would not be after them yet. Ali would not see him for a whole season, but it saddened her more that yet again she'd have a child without a father. Holding back a tearful sigh, she leans over to the side to brush her lips across Nila's forehead.

Everything was fine, Ali thinks, but she knew well it was lies.

Arriving in the peak was of little interest to the golden mare, for she kept her eyes on her daughter, and her daughter only. She did not acknowledge the peak lady as of yet, even when the mare began speaking. "Aliyana," she gives a name though, but her voice is hard just as her pale ears slant backwards, "And Nila." Again her lips brush at the smoky filly, the one thing keeping her sane for now. This Impa lady begins speaking again, and only now does Ali turn dark orbs on the taller mare. Her eyes are cold, and hard.

"We were never in any danger, Styrke cared for me and his daughter." She was stating the truth. Not one time did the painted brute harm her or their daughter. He'd been there for Nila's birth, and hadn't dare try to lass out at the tiny girl. He was gentle. Even if he had raped mares before, weren't there stallions all over who also do the same? Why would this Impa single him and only him out? "i care not for what he has done, it doesn't matter to me. I'm kind enough to look past that, and know he must have had a reason. There are always reasons to the things we do. All your doing is causing him more pain than he should be feeling." And with that said she promptly turns away, tail lashing with unsaid anger. She'd been to calm, but she was to set an example for her daughter.

Looking now to the filly, Ali can only stand there in silence and wonder what is going on through the girls head. She prayed Nila would not take so easily to their new home.


[le crap >.>]

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