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The GeneralMarceline |
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The PoliticiansAraratAxelle Hollis Mae Nashira Serenity |
The WarriorsClarityKaeja Lysimache Starling |
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The TrinketsBelovedCato Cullen Gόneşlenmek 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 February 25, 2013 at 06:35:40 PM by Aliyana
| Mare - Lusitano - Palomino - 15.3hh - 5
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Ali watches Nila, the girl to innocent to even be going through this. The smoky gal didn't seem that much upset, but Ali couldn't see what was going on inside her daughter. Nila may not have voiced a thing, put up her own little protests but Ali knew. Her daughter was confused, and tired, just as her mother should be. Releasing a soothing click of her vocals, she followed the filly down with her muzzle, brushing against the girls back as she curled up against her mothers legs. "Rest my little one," she murmurs softly, breathing a soft sigh against Nila's baby fluff. Their journey was only beginning.
Flicking her ears back again, she lifts her face to stare upon Impa, not having any other reason not to now. "I've lived all my life with cruel men," she wasn't counting Nikola in on it though, he'd been far to nice and had been a good father to children who weren't even his. "I've come to know Styrke, i've spent my time with him. To me he is not cruel, and i care not for what you and anyone else say. Every man is cruel whether you like it or not, they are all beasts. You can't change that." "I did not know of what Styrke had done," she sighs, eyes drifting to the snoozing filly below, " i will admit it is wrong, but men succumb to their primal urges just as some women become like a cat in heat. Both mares and stallions can do a wrong, but in the end we are all the same Impa. Simply living with regrets" Her words are soft, so not to scare her child. The way the golden mare had put it was as if she knew well of what Styrke had done. It was true as the whole 'cat in heat' phrase would have put well to her seasons ago, which resulted in her son jabberwocky. She'd been very much stuck to the side of his father until the spotted beast died. "To deal with a matter this way, it is just wrong." but what did it matter to Ali? she do her job and be here for Nila, and then when the girl did not need her any longer would Ali leave. She'd forget these islands. | |
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[le crap >.>]
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- to the fates: - By IMPAZIENZA March 3, 2013 at 02:03:21 AM
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