What doesn't kill you isn't finished yet.

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.

What doesn't kill you isn't finished yet.
Posted on December 26, 2014 at 00:54:16 AM by Twitch

Bondurant did not care about the Valkyries� rules, and neither did Twitch. Actually, to be honest, the little stallion didn�t know anything at all about �Valkyries� or �Peaks� or �Vulcans.� What he did know was that his Ragnfridr had wandered up the mountain path (a questionable act, considering winter was here and she was with foal) and he had not been able to stop her no matter how much he postured and snaked his head.

He didn�t bite her--never bit her, because he still felt badly about tearing her open.

So instead Twitch followed, pretending he was the leader of this adventure.

And she�d settled into the Peak, with him laying claim to this barren mountain. It was his, just like she was his, just like the grulla mare far away on Tinuvel was his!

And he didn�t like someone messing with his Ragnfridr, which was what he saw when he decided to graze (rather, look for grazing) with her this day. He saw the stallion, so angry was he, and he saw his Ragnfridr, clearly under stress. With a trumpeting neigh, Twitch barged into the scene and tried to wriggle his little body between the larger stallion and his mare.

�Hey buddy,� he shouted at the top of his tiny lungs.

�Back off.�

He lashed his tail.

�She�s made it more than clear she don�t want you.�

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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