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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
Güneşlenmek
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.

The art of love is largely the art of persistence


The tension and sharp words between Mouse and Impa had left Skylar feeling awkward and confused. She had never seen either mare act that way before but with a compliant nod to the draft mare and a light bump with her muzzle against Mouse’s neck, Skylar had left them to discuss and decide their place with one another. It had nothing to do with the tobiano but she did wonder her friend’s fate when she had not been welcomed so readily.


Coming to a stop upon a ledge that overlooked much of the mountain, Skylar’s golden eyes swept across the landscape. The sharp winter air that was even more so by the high altitude of the Peak buffeted against her face, whipping back her mane so that it was raised from her neck and danced within the air. It left a thrilled feeling within the mare and a look of happiness crossed her dark face as she closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment.


A soft rumble within her swollen belly broke Skylar away from the moment and she opened her eyes to glance back at her barrel. It had grown much faster than it had before making the mare wonder just how big this child was going to be. It worried her in some ways since the last birth had been hard on her and Braylen had been a normal sized foal. With a swish of her tail she turned away from the edge and moved farther up, walking in her own tracks before she stopped to paw away some snow and grab at the pathetic bites of dead vegetation beneath. She hadn’t ate all day and knew the child was more definitely going to be telling her about it.


The crunching sound of heavy hooves brought the mare’s head up from her slow grazing and she twisted her ears towards the draft mare as she moved towards her. Skylar instantly wondered what had become of the two mares; if they had resolved their differences or if it was still tense between them. Regardless Skylar was not about to bring it up and gave a soft friendly nicker on Impa’s approach. “And I am Skylar” she had replied with a faint dip of her head to the Prime Minister. “What is it you wish to speak with me about?” the mare asked curiously.
mare, crossbreed, blue roan tobiano, Ee aa Rr nT, 15.0hh.
styrke x hespera.
frost.
html by russell 2013 onwards.image by frost.



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