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
Gόneşlenmek
Isengrim
Jigsaw
Kazimir
Octavius
Starscream
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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.

*~My Next Collison Course~*


one hundred miles an hour...

His time in the Peak so far had been peaceful and he was thankful for it. He'd even managed to make a friend in Rhadra, the friendly black Vanner mare. She didn't treat him with scorn just because he was a member of the Lagoon or automatically judge him because of it. His dread at how the mares of the Peak would view him simply because of his association with the bachelor herd was dwindling as the days went past and no one said anything. He wasn't even really approached by anyone so he'd spent most of his time on his own exploring the mountains or watching Rhadra and her beautiful baby girl from afar. If he closed his eyes, he could dream of a family of his own some day. When he heard hoof beats approaching, he reopened his eyes from his fantasies and turned to see a palomino roan stallion coming toward him. The male was unknown to him but his scent was faintly of the Lagoon. Was he a new member? New leader?

He seemed to hold himself with confidence, like he either had power or the idea of it in his mind. Curious, Collision tilted his head and watched with friendly brown eyes as the other stallion got closer. A gentle swish of his tail and a dip of his head in greeting was given to the other and when he got close enough, the black overo gave a low whicker. "Hello. I'm Collsion, formerly of the Lagoon. Are you from there?" His ears flicked forward as he watched the roan, wondering how he would respond.

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