The Lost Islands
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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
Güneşlenmek
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.

kočka myši nenechá, liška slepic a vlk ovec

it is clear that the youngster is unsure about how to cope with the situation. she is not alone in that. other than occasional bouts of babysitting the mladíků, youngsters, in her rodina she was completely inexperienced being responsible full time for a child. and it was even worse that wasp was hardly a child now. no, she was a young mare, full of strong will. it would be a great challenge for both of them. her dark eyes watch the filly intently, waiting to see how her words would be received. it seems they were transmitted well enough as wasp finally nods in acceptance. Božena would have to learn to use the filly’s emotion and her will to aid them both.

when the question falls from wasp’s lips she thinks of how tired they both are, of the long night they had spent. for a moment she considered rest. it would be good for both of them. but a klidný day, a restful day, wasn’t part of her plan at all, and the towering mare wasn’t about to lose determination. her voice leaves no room for quarrel or question but it is not without a hint of compassion either.

now we train. budeme silní jako tato hora. we must grow stronger.

the tall peak looms high above them from their perch midway up the mountain, and Božena eyes it almost warily. her eyes trace the rocky treacherous path that leads to the highest point before speaking again.

we go all the way. every day we go rychleji. with more speed. our bodies can grow hard and our minds will be busy.

she gestures with her great black nose toward the path, indicating wasp should take the lead to set the pace. they will both be exhausted but at least then they would sleep when darkness came again instead of lying awake thinking of poor macabre.





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