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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 G�neşlenmek Isengrim Jigsaw Kazimir Octavius Starscream Yıldırım	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 LEFT ME IN THE DARK
Posted on April 8, 2014 at 00:06:23 AM by impazienza

IMPAZIENZA

Her ears tipped back, half-flat at the old mare�s jarring words. There had been an extended silence between each mare�s voice, and Impa had taken that time to note the round, distracted stare and overall dilapidated appearance of the older mare. Anath was probably around the age of the black mare�s grandsire, she thought, and that made the golden mare old indeed.

Impa met the golden mare�s eyes, surprised by the disappointment that shone there, and she wondered why Anath had come back at all. Her intermittent presence on the mountain, and then her long absence coupled with her cold reply made Impa wonder if the golden mare still loved the Peak. When Impa had first arrived on the mountain, she had looked up to Anath, even considered her, later, as a friend. Anath had been a powerful force, an icon of the mares who called the Peak home, but now all Impa saw was an old mare. A stranger stood beside her on the ledge.

The prime Minister snorted. She was not the former General�s hanger-on any longer, and it was likely the gold mare no longer held the same regard for Impa that she might have in previous years. Time passed and horses changed. Life persisted regardless. �Was a time when leaving this mountain was unthinkable to horses like you and me,� she said, her voice now mild. �What was it out in the world that changed your mind?�

17�3 BLACK BLANKET DRAFT MUTT MARE

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Peak

The Prime Minister

The Codebreaker

The General

The Companions

The Thinkers

The Politicians

The Warriors

The Trinkets

PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

The Offspring

Rules