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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, 2014 at 02:14:24 AM by satitba
Don't blink! Don't even blink
Satitba’s head shot up at the sound of hoofbeats approaching. It was a chestnut, blanketed like Impa (and sort of like herself.) The perlino had always born her spots alone. Now it seemed there was no shortage of them. Maybe figuring out where on these islands she came from would be harder than she thought. Now that the one thing she was certain she shared with her sire was everywhere.
The other mare pawed at the ground in a threatening fashion, but Satitba had always stood her ground. She knew that Impa had told her she was welcome and therefore she would be. The other mare then broke character and the grin swept up.
“‘Ell, Ah ain’t trespassen sa, ain’t no trouble on dat un,” Satitba stated. “An’ yah, Ah ben up ‘ere bef’er. Dat’s why Ah’m back.” She looked at the chestnut. Impa had said there was another one like her running around. “Ah’mma Sathi’ba. Might’n Ah ben rahght in dink’n ya would beh Imp?” She offered a friendly smile. Despite her accent, Satitba had a sharp mind and memory.
//mare//3 springs//16.3hh//of the peak//perlino blanket//children//rurisk x dia//blushie//
Satitba
Replies:
- No one can blind us any longer - By imp March 2, 2014 at 00:12:56 AM
- there's a little girl waiting in a garden - By satitba March 5, 2014 at 01:09:52 AM
- No one can blind us any longer - By imp March 12, 2014 at 03:36:35 PM
- there's a little girl waiting in a garden - By satitba March 19, 2014 at 01:53:42 AM
- No one can blind us any longer - By imp April 11, 2014 at 08:40:06 PM
- there's a little girl waiting in a garden - By satitba March 19, 2014 at 01:53:42 AM
- No one can blind us any longer - By imp March 12, 2014 at 03:36:35 PM
- there's a little girl waiting in a garden - By satitba March 5, 2014 at 01:09:52 AM
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