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• 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.
we could be strangers in the night
Posted on December 11, 2022 at 06:34:06 AM by zevulun


YOUR LOVE IS ALWAYS DANGEROUS
and now i'm lost in us

I’ve thought of you often.

Words Zevulun loved to hear. His long pale lashes brushed his cheeks as he closed his eyes and smiled, feeling warmed through.

His eyes opened and he looked from her to their son, watching the colt for a moment. He was relieved when she told him the birth wasn’t any trouble and the boy himself was strong and healthy. He felt proud, knowing their son was so capable so early on. He was happy, too, that Reef herself hadn’t suffered terribly. Zevulun pressed his pink, whispered lips against her steel roaned neck, breathing his warm relief into her skin. The thought of them coming to visit and Thatch having the opportunity to meet some of his same-aged siblings made him smile.

“I can’t wait.” They’d barely come together again now and still had so much time to spend in one another’s company, but Zevulun already craved the sight of Reef and their child in his home.

He hesitated briefly when she asked how things were in the Prairie and knew he could not hide the troubled look that touched his eyes. “We lost a herd mare, a good friend. She was a mare of my late friend Balor, who I used to share the Prairie with,” he said softly, voice quieting so the news of death would remain between them, despite whether or not their colt was old enough to understand it. “Difficult childbirth.” He explained solemnly. “The foal survived.” At least. As if there was any good to take from death. “I lost a fight to the Dunes mare, Nyimara. She took one of my older sons from me.”

Zevulun sighed. “Needless to say, it was very nice to have such a good reason to get away.” He appraised her momentarily, already feeling the pain of his burdens lessening as he paid more attention to her than he did to all of it.

“There are good things, too,” he admitted a moment later. “Thatch has a few siblings his own age. It’s been nice to watch them grow and learn about the world.” A good contrast to the heaviness that had otherwise prevailed.

“And you?” He asked, genuinely curious as he regarded her. “The Peak? Motherhood? How has it been?”

lead of the prairie
nephilim x aubrey; cremello splash snowcap (ee Aa CrCr nSpl LpLp nPATN2)

image (c) pacificnoir@da


ooc: no apologies needed my love <3 there's no deadlines among friends 🥰

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