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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.

To quit is to die without trying.




Rolling her eyes, Titan gave a snort as her head turned away from Jigsaw. “They were not my sisters at that time.” Flicking her tail, the mare set her pale gaze upon the stallion and raised her brow once more. She was curious about him, but he did not itch the scratch that she had and she would rather watch him turn into a pile of muck and mire than be living right before her. The red mare did not like anyone and she was not about to let him wiggle his useless way into her mind enough to be considered a thought.


As he reached to touch her cheek though, the mare's ears quickly laced themselves against her pole and she struck out with a front hoof, her body almost rearing up to aim front hooves at him. “Do not touch me, you flea ridden bag of bones.” She hissed, her voice showing her temper as she backed up a bit farther from him. ”You do not deserve my name.” She hated him, hated this, hated everything. If Titan was a mare, she would fit well with the Lagoon considering she would be out pissing in everyone's cheerios.


Turning from him, Titan tossed her head and went to walk away. “Enjoy your entrapment. I guarantee you won't stay long with how your hounds come to the peak.” Rolling her eyes yet again, the mare let her body try and walk away into the trees that were near and leading towards the base of the mountain.

TITAN
Mare | 16.2hhs | Chestnut | Of The Peak




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