The Lost Islands
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Peak

The Prime Minister

Khar'pern

The Codebreaker

Ashteroth

The General

Clarity

The Companions

Geçersiz None None

The Thinkers

Bubbles
Chenoa

The Politicians

Harmonie
Hollis
Versace

The Warriors

Starling

The Trinkets

Osmanthus

PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

None

The Offspring

Ryvar (Khyber 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.

in life, the monsters win

No one is coming to save you,
Get up.

There is something magical about watching Marceline in her peak form, of admiring the way the muscles rippled across her body as she turned to face her supposed attacker. He loved the challenge in her eyes, the determination in her expression. A queen. The title rises unbidden in his mind, surging to the forefront at the sight of her in her element. He loved her grit almost as much as he loved the way it melted away when she recognized him. My queen, the thought transforms, and a smile spreads across his lips.

Perhaps not now. Perhaps not ever, considering how often he'd fumbled things between them, but he still held on to the way she'd alluded to as much before. That if he could garner the crown, now of Atlantis rather than Salem, perhaps he could still lure her to his side.

He chuckles as she prowls closer to circle him, obediently bowing his neck and setting the muscles rippling along his neck for her appreciation. He hums as her velvet lips press against his cheek and he leans into the caress. "Perhaps I would not mind, so long as it were you holding my leash." He quipped, despite knowing he would chafe at such a claim. He understood the purpose of the Peak and it's necessary role on these islands, but the thought of being gelded and trussed up like a prize hog - even with a handler as incredible as Marcy - was abhorrent. He would be willing - glad even - to have his rump handed to him by this Prime Minister, but public humiliation was not his kink.

She prompts then for the reason for his visit and it is his turn to fix her with a sultry smirk. "Can I not come see you just to see you and to meet our daughter?" He teases, though he knows this visit is long overdue. "You invited me some time ago and I do bring rather good news this time." He paused then to try and reach for her, to press his own caress along the slender valley of her chest, where her sweet and spicy scent gathered strongest. Cheekily, he pulled back just far enough so that his breath would skim across her coat, his green eyes glittering with amusement. "Do you want to hear it?"
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