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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 July 17, 2014 at 06:51:39 PM by impazienza

IMPAZIENZA

Family drama seemed to run her life these days. But then, when hasn�t that been true? Impa thought. Once Kisei gave her over to Het Vuur all those years ago, it had set in motion the half-blind mare�s constant obsessing over her family. As the years passed and Jezibelle was finally introduced into her life, Impa�s concerns expanded from the tension between Kisei and herself to include her sullen sister and now her mute brother. On top of those three �for even in death, Kisei lingered in her thoughts� there was the unexpected arrival of her grandsire and, most recently, the stallion Balthazar who seemed to have some sort of significance to her taciturn (and still absent) sister. And of course there was Imp, who had been so promising but had become more and more vicious with her tongue as she aged until one day she disappeared. Impa had been so relieved at the lack of acidic comments peppering her day that she didn�t notice, at first, that the chestnut girl wasn�t physically present anymore. Once she did it was like a bubble popping: the world was full of noise, and none of it belonged to Imp.

That was the reason she walked the lowest borders of the Peak now, to see if she could locate any scent of her missing niece, and to see if Jezibelle lingered away from the herd but still within the borders of the territory. Impa was worried.

The heat of the day stuck to her body like an extra coat, doubling her discomfort as she walked the border between the Peak and the Lagoon. Her blind eye faced homeward, while her right focused on the bachelor�s lands in case any were lurking nearby. Her thoughts drifted to the Falls and she decided to finish her scouting there, where she could cool herself off with a dip in the wide pool fed by the falling water before she ascended the Peak once more. Thoughts of the Falls brought with them the matter of Zhenya, something she hadn�t been able to give her full attention to in the sudden flare of drama at the Peak, and almost at the same time the mare�s name crossed her mind Impa was startled to see the pretty buckskin half-hidden among the trees that lined the territories.

The black mare did not pause, but her whole body felt suddenly numb as a mixture of delight and acute embarrassment flushed her. The numbness was replaced by an overwhelming heat and Impa longed for a pool of water to rinse herself in as she approached the other mare. She nibbled her bottom lip before smoothing out her mouth and tried not to think about how awkwardly she had left Zhenya in the cave near the Falls during their last meeting. �Zhenya,� she said as she neared, and came to a slow halt. Her own black body was no doubt shining with sweat as much as the other mare�s, but to Impa�s quick glance the tobiano still looked much the same: a bit dirtier in the better light, but still as prettily spotted as the first time Impa had seen her.

�What are you doing, over there?�

17�3 BLACK BLANKET DRAFT MUTT MARE

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Replies:

lay me gently in the cold dark earth - By zhenya July 17, 2014 at 08:41:07 PM
- YOU LEFT ME IN THE DARK - By impazienza July 23, 2014 at 04:08:50 PM
  - lay me gently in the cold dark earth - By zhenya July 24, 2014 at 08:14:44 PM
    - YOU LEFT ME IN THE DARK - By impazienza August 19, 2014 at 07:43:20 PM

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