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Marceline

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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
Posted on March 7, 2013 at 02:18:09 PM by Aliyana







Mare - Lusitano - Palomino - 15.3hh - 5

Ali wasn't so fond of the peak. It wasn't the fact she'd been to rudely taken away from the Savanna, but the fact that she had her young daughter still. Ali watched Nila like a hawk and would not allow the filly to even try to attempt such climbs. She shuddered at thought of the girls fragile bones snapping. She'd had her own close calls of falling back when she lived in the Ridge. What made that worse was that she had been pregnant with Nila's older half brother Jabberwocky, but pregnant or not, Ali still feared such heights.

Tossing a glance to her side to see if Nila was still there, for the girl could always be tempted to sneak off, she leaned forward eagerly on her hooves as a call sounded in her pale ears. Would she answer? The call seemed to be for everyone, for she could tell as she stood there on the grassy parts of the Peak. She watched one or two arrive, until it seemed mares were coming from everywhere. She sighed, " guess we must go too little one," leaning down, she brushes her lips across Nila's forehead, a habit she has turned to, to keep herself sane. The touch of a loved one.

Nudging the girl, she starts forward, eyes catching the spotted hide of the Lady Impa. Seems she was coming in last. Staying mostly to the outskirts of the group, Aliyana positioned herself to where she stood between her child and the peak ladies. Holding back a chuckle at the sight of the champagne woman on the ground, the golden beauty holds herself still, her face blank. She didn't know what the purpose of this meeting was and she didn't like it.

She eyes the mare and foal to her right, with the accompany of a paler mare joining them. They seemed familiar to her. Her eyes move on, and again fall on a mare and her foal. Could it be the mare Impa had been referring to? Ali gave a snort and an impatient shake of her head. She'd find out soon enough. Moving to the mare behind the grullo mother, Ali is somewhat shocked to see Skylar here, for her home had been in the Savanna with her father. Could the girl be keeping an eye on her sibling? Looking to her side, she now eyes Nila and watches the girls expression. "Please behave," she murmurs softly, giving the filly a stern playful look.

and now, the waiting game begins. She lifts her head to stare upon the group, seeming more like an outcast than one of them.


[le crap >.>]

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