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The Prime MinisterKhar'pern |
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The CodebreakerAshteroth |
The GeneralMarceline |
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The ThinkersNaydraTitan |
The PoliticiansAraratAxelle Hollis Mae Nashira Serenity |
The WarriorsClarityKaeja Lysimache Starling |
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The TrinketsBelovedCato Cullen Güneşlenmek 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 December 14, 2013 at 10:38:20 PM by jezibelle
 bay blanketed mare of nowhere In the months following the filly’s birth, Jezibelle had put on weight and filled out to a healthier size. Her coat was no longer ragged and unkempt, and while the morose expression never quite left her dark eyes, she no longer avoided the light of day. Today she stood under the weak afternoon sun and nosed rocks aside as she fed herself.
Impa, much to Jezibelle’s annoyance, was not currently on the Peak. That meant the blood red filly, her hindquarters white and speckled with copper just like all of Cecilia’s offspring, was hanging around the bay mare. The filly currently stood a few feet away from Jezibelle, head and ears up as she stared across the mountainside. The girl had just finished bouncing around while the older mare grazed, and her breathing was still loud. Jezibelle lifted her head and pinned her ears at the filly. "Shut up, Imp," she growled. The filly flicked an ear toward her, then turned her head to roll an eye at her dam before she exhaled loudly. The girl was insufferable. Chin lifted in affront, Jezibelle turned so that her hindquarters faced the filly before she lowered her head to the sparse mountain grasses again. Winter was creeping down the mountain face, and she had no desire to spend it malnourished and shivering so hard she could feel her bones knocking together. Bad enough that her body had been feeding the chestnut filly for so long, both before the girl was born and then afterwards. Well, no longer. By nightfall, Jezibelle planned to be off the Peak and away from the leech that never seemed to leave her side. |
Replies:
- lost in the playground - By michonne December 14, 2013 at 11:44:50 PM
- bittersweet between my teeth - By jezibelle December 15, 2013 at 00:12:15 AM
- lost in the playground - By michonne December 16, 2013 at 01:29:22 AM
- bittersweet between my teeth - By jezibelle December 17, 2013 at 05:45:19 PM
- lost in the playground - By michonne December 18, 2013 at 11:07:23 PM
- bittersweet between my teeth - By jezibelle December 21, 2013 at 06:42:42 AM
- lost in the playground - By michonne December 22, 2013 at 06:56:42 PM
- bittersweet between my teeth - By jezibelle December 29, 2013 at 07:15:25 PM
- [x] - By Michonne December 30, 2013 at 07:17:13 PM
- bittersweet between my teeth - By jezibelle December 29, 2013 at 07:15:25 PM
- lost in the playground - By michonne December 22, 2013 at 06:56:42 PM
- bittersweet between my teeth - By jezibelle December 21, 2013 at 06:42:42 AM
- lost in the playground - By michonne December 18, 2013 at 11:07:23 PM
- bittersweet between my teeth - By jezibelle December 17, 2013 at 05:45:19 PM
- lost in the playground - By michonne December 16, 2013 at 01:29:22 AM
- bittersweet between my teeth - By jezibelle December 15, 2013 at 00:12:15 AM
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