<font face=times style="font-size:13px;" color=D39B99>you came along and you cut me loose</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.

you came along and you cut me loose
Posted on January 4, 2016 at 03:59:30 PM by i N K A

Inka's senses soon alerted her to the sound of another's approach. Exhausted and emotionally frayed, she instinctively tensed and prepared to defend the colt that still suckled from her. To her surprise, it was only her youngest daughter who approached. The yearling filly's blue eyes were wide as she took in the strange sight before her. Helpless, Inka could do nothing but stare back. Her brain was mush; she could not think of any explanation to provide for Adelheid.

At the sudden proximity of another, the colt pulled his lips from Inka's teat and turned to curiously regard the young stranger before him with pricked ears. Though Inka's milk was already strengthening him, he was still too fresh out of the womb and too exhausted from their descent to provide any other kind of reaction to Adelheid's attention. His body wavered back and forth on unsteady legs and his guileless amber eyes were blank, even when the filly touched his nose with hers.

A small twinge of relief coursed through Inka when a small smile spread across Adelheid's face. With some difficulty, the Friesian mare offered one of her own and lowered her head to nudge at the colt's short black forelock. The bright diamond-shaped star on his forehead seemed to bore into her, reaching into her heart and tugging hard. She swallowed against a fresh wave of emotion and struggled to look up at her daughter.

"This little boy needs a home," she said softly. "What do you say we give him one, hm?"

i N K A
vulcan politician; daughter of het vuur
17; friesian; EE aa; 17hh

html & character by shiva; image altered with artist�s permission

Replies:

[x] - By Inka January 8, 2016 at 01:42:21 PM

Post a reply:

Name:
Email:
Subject:
Message:

Link Name:
Link URL:
Image URL:
Password To Edit Post:

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