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Peak

The Prime Minister

Khar'pern

The Codebreaker

Ashteroth

The General

Marceline

The Companions
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The Thinkers

Naydra
Titan

The Politicians

Ararat
Axelle
Hollis
Mae
Nashira
Serenity

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Clarity
Kaeja
Lysimache
Starling

The Trinkets

Beloved
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Cullen
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The Offspring

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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.
oh darling, do
Posted on December 3, 2022 at 01:22:40 AM by Reef





'Tis not the length of life,
but the depth
Little in life is better than this: tucked up close against a handsome stallion whose full attention is her own, the solid weight of him like the warm clasp of a familiar hand, the deep rumble against her skin as he gives soft voice to his pleasure at her presence sending shivers all the way down her spine. Reef presses her muzzle against his chest and marvels at the powerful muscle contained behind his pale coat. "Mm," she murmurs in agreement. "I've thought of you often."

She sighs in deep contentment and settles closer to Zevulun, her gaze lingering on Thatch. Their colt splashes in the shallows even as his head tilts toward a nearby tide-pool, clearly torn between leaving off his investigation of the large wash of ocean for this small, tidy little world separate from the sea. His indecision makes her chuckle. Satisfied he isn't in any danger of being sucked under the waves, Reef returns her attention to Zevulun.

"No, it was no trouble at all," she reassures him, touched by his concern. "He's as hearty a colt as anyone could wish for. Serious, today, but generally quite playful. When he's learned to swim we'll come visit you." And Luthien, for the rest of that verdant island is as yet unexplored by her, and it would do her son some good to socialize with horses his own age. Reef can't recall seeing many foals on the Peak; Filumena is a girl grown, now. She lifts her head and shifts to allow herself to drape her neck over his withers, then asks, "How is life in the Prairie?"
Reef


[<3 my apologies; this is way overdue]

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