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The Prime MinisterKhar'pern |
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The CodebreakerAshteroth |
The GeneralMarceline |
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The ThinkersNaydraTitan |
The PoliticiansAraratAxelle Hollis Mae Nashira Serenity |
The WarriorsClarityKaeja Lysimache Starling |
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The TrinketsBelovedCato Cullen Güneşlenmek Isengrim Jigsaw Kazimir Octavius Starscream Yıldırım |
PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE"None." - Leader |
The OffspringDiccon (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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Posted on March 11, 2024 at 03:37:20 AM by JiGSAW
Let’s play a game A roar of laughter escapes his lips as she strikes out at him. Jigsaw tosses his large body to the side to avoid her hooves when she yells. "You do not deserve my name." She says as she steps backwards. It was this movement that begins to pump blood rapidly through his veins. He steps closer to close the distance between them. The red mare turns, teases him about enjoying his entrapment, and begins to walk away. Only a fool would believe he would allow the conversation to end so easily a second time. The first time he had dubbed it not worth his time. He had too many things on his plate to fight the Peak and chase after someone who could care less. But now...oh now he was free. The Peak had cleared his schedule for months. No special missions from Cullen (that they could do from the Peak anyway) and his own agenda was ruined. Messing with this mares was all he had. The Shire mix paws the ground a time or two as he watched her walk away. The sway of hips stir the stallion's instinct of the season. Not that is was far off from his usual character, but her scent was too hard to resist. Jigsaw finally pushes off the solid ground with aggression filling his eyes. Large hooves thunder down the rock after her without a care of being quiet. He didn't care who heard him. He was tired of being a good little captive. His jaws snap open with teeth aiming to bite her on the rump. |
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- To quit is to die without trying. - By TITAN March 11, 2024 at 04:59:14 AM
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