<font color=dimgray>There's hope in every heartbeat</font>

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.

There's hope in every heartbeat
Posted on June 6, 2014 at 07:13:53 AM by Devorea

It isn't long before the black blanketed mare comes from the shadows to approach her. A nicker of greeting and she has the buckskin overo's full attention. Ears flick and swivel forward to catch the words of the mare's own. Impazienza. It is said that she can be called Impa though and there's a smile that instantly breaks over Devorea's lips. She's got a soft expression; a warm glint in those soft chocolate eyes of hers. She flicks her tail at her hocks a little and nostrils flare to gather the mare's scent.

"Hello Impa. I am Devorea but you can call me Rea if you like." Not that her name is long but she didn't mind nicknames either. It isn't like she's set on everyone using her name all the time anyway. The painted creature smiles a little and dips her nose ever so slightly. "A home in the Peaks? Why yes, that is what I was hoping for. I found in my heart that no other homeland will do but that with the Women here. The Peaks have always intrigued me and so; here I am." There's a soft chuckle to her then and she shifts slightly. She is not uncomfortable in the presence of this mare and why should she be? She had no intentions of deserting. Once she made a home well, she opted to keep it and to work at making something of herself.

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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