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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 June 22, 2014 at 02:58:29 AM by impazienza

IMPAZIENZA

Impa almost laughed when the mare responded: her voice was so cold and condescending, as if Impa was a dullard who couldn�t see the most obvious things. But the black mare suppressed her amusement. She didn�t think the lean, leggy mare would appreciate Impa�s laughter, even if she did eventually explain what had prompted it: a wet, grumpy black mare glaring at a half-blind draft during the tail-end of winter. The whole situation was just absurd.

Part of Impa�s amusement was likely her restless nerves.

She was not able to completely hide the smile that cracked the corner of her lips, although she smothered any hint of amusement in her tone as she replied, �That�s a big name. Almost expect to see it slung on my brother.� Her ears flicked back unconsciously, and it was with some effort that Impa pushed them forward again. �I�m Impa. Back there�s the Peak�� she jerked her chin toward one shoulder ��and a herd of free mares if you�re looking for warmth or company.� Her eye dipped to the snow-slush covered grass and the river at their feet. �I see you have all the other necessary amenities right here.�

Her gaze lifted to the other mare�s face a second time. �I�ll leave you be. Just, try not to fall asleep in the water again. Winter�s not very forgiving.� Feeling slightly better than she had when she first came across the mare looking like a corpse in the river, Impa dipped her nose in a shallow nod and continued on her way.

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