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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 May 29, 2014 at 10:18:45 PM by impazienza

IMPAZIENZA

Mouse�s teeth on her shoulder hurt, mostly because Impa had never anticipated her short friend would react that way. Mouse was calm and level-headed and kind� she had been ever since Impa had met her all those seasons ago in the Commons. Impa tucked in her chin and pushed her ears back in chagrin. Her anger had been dampened, the fire deep in the black mare�s belly reduced to sparks.

Trying not to appear sulky, Impa turned her head to look out across the Peak and exhaled a long, slow breath. She was an adult: the anger inside of her, no matter how potent, could not be continuously misdirected at others. Even though she was upset at the frequent absences among the Peak, Mouse was right� Impa was not without blame. It was selfish of her to assume Mouse did not have the same right as she did to leave and return to the mountain when she chose. She was not yet ready to apologize, however, and she nursed her hurt as she turned back to meet the eyes of her friend.

�I see your point,� she said, suddenly unable to slip back into a more tolerant mindset. The air between them was awkward now, Impa thought, and she didn�t know how to talk to Mouse like they once had. Even though it was not the case it felt like the grullo was a stranger. Impa struggled to step outside of herself and focus on the shorter mare� it was the least she could do, to begin to ease things until she was ready to utter the humble words that would ask for forgiveness. Impa had never thought of herself as proud until now.

When she spoke again it was in a soft, toneless voice with a higher inflection than usual, as if to speak too normally would add unnecessary weight to her words. �Where did you go, if you do not mind me asking?�

17�3 BLACK BLANKET DRAFT MUTT MARE

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and then the sun came crashing in - By mouse June 10, 2014 at 05:06:11 AM

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Peak

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The Companions

The Thinkers

The Politicians

The Warriors

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PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

The Offspring

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