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
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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.

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"Hola mi amor,""Hello my love," she murmured to him as he approached, her dark eyes bright with her adoration of him and the news she brought with her today. It was good to see her beautiful el amante looking so healthy, despite his present circumstances. She always found herself jealous of his luscious locks and the way his golden body tapered to dark points. He was enough to make any women drool, not that Switch would allow anything more than a look in her presence. Fiero was hers and no one would ever take her amado from her.

Fondly she stretches out to trace the slender line of his throat to the masculine shapes of his chest with soft, taunting touches. She had missed him more than words could possibly express, even though their time apart had not been so terribly long. Every moment she spent without him felt devoid of color, as though something nefarious had leeched all the joy out of life. It was, in part, why she had come now with an ultimatum on her lips. She could not stand living apart from her handsome lover, and if he did not want her in the Peak (and rest assured, she did not want to be there either), then she would make sure that they found some way to be together again.

She pouts as he moves away, her petite ears tipping back as her head lifts to face him. He makes excuses for his lack of visiting and her lips wrinkle into a frown that only deepens as he calls her by her true name, rather than some pet name. Had he become tired of her already? Had one of these putas moved in on her man and attempted to rip him away? She would not stand for it. Thankfully, he smooths over some of his error by calling it their temporary residence, finally including her with him and she melts beneath his attention once more, the storm passing across her face as quickly as shadows of clouds across these peaks.

Eagerly she stretches to met his caress, a soft sound of contentment rolling from deep within her at his affection. She pushes forward to trace his golden cheek before grinning wickedly at the way the choked sound of his voice gave away his realization. Her heart jittered in her chest like a set of maracas, suddenly afraid that he would be upset or disappointed. She had wanted him with a fierce passion since she had met him, but there had been a different edge to it this past fall. Reuniting with her lover had allowed her imagination to run wild with all the things that they could be doing instead of spending their nights apart, and while she had craved the warmth of his touch for the entire season, she had only sought him when she was absolutely desperate, aware that their circumstances were not right for a child.

The fates had other plans, however.

Switch had had her doubts as her heat faded and her flanks swelled, but it was not until the bebé had begun to move and shift within her that she had been certain. She trembled beneath his gaze, her wide, dark eyes upturned beneath their thick lashes to read his reaction. Finally he speaks, and a grin spreads across her lips like wildfire at the cautious happiness in his voice.

"Si, mi corazón.""Yes, my heart." She murmurs into his neck, arcing her body so that she may look upon his affectionate mumbling with a chest that feels far too full of feeling for any one moment. "You will be the best papá my love."Her voice rises through laughter and tears and she rests in the familiar embrace of his skin against hers for a long moment. The child, whether agitated by his mother's swirl of emotions or by the murmurings of a person his heart knew long before his eyes would, jostles inside of her body. It is an uncomfortable feeling, but she is happy to have it, for it reassures her that she still has this small piece of Fiero with her always.

After a long moment, even after his mumblings have ceased, Switch lips at his mane with a shy smile. "I was so afraid you would be angry with me, mi amour." She raises her dark eyes back up to him, her other motives pushed aside in pursuit of his reassurance. "Truly you are not?"

MARE | PASO FINO | BLACK | 14.3 HANDS | HOMELESS | LOVEINSPIRED


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