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.
There is no honor among theives
Posted on May 12, 2025 at 01:10:52 PM by Cullen

It had been long enough so finding the child was the next course of action. He had once sprouted a relationship with the mare from the Peak. The tall sooty dunalino that scurried back to the mountain side after their roll in the swamp. He hadn't understood what came over him to tell her such pretty things or that he cared. He hasn't cared for the opposite sex since he was young and dumb. It boiled his blood knowing there was a mare out there who had possibly birthed his child thinking they could be something together.

His brain wasn't right half the time just as the mornings grew longer before he could stand. The old stallion ventures only to the more quiet places of the Peak. Locations close enough to the Lagoon that he could escape if he needed to, and he would need to, once one of these mare's caught his scent. He showed up here before and made quite a few of them angry. The fire in the eyes of an old family member reminded him what he once was.

Cullen feared he was much too old to be that great again. Fueling terror in the horses around him so much so that they would take everything from him. Even his longstanding leadership in the Lagoon. He watches as the young take their turns taking over the roost and trying their hoof at leading the stallions. None of them truly did it like he had though. Flakes began to fall against his pale golden hide. His skinny frame shivered in the cold watching the snow grow heavier.

The ground becomes blanketed as he walks, climbs where he can, and enters an unknown part of the area that seems all too quiet. That is until a young voice echos across the silence. Cullen is quick to answer followed by his body turning towards the noise. He begins to travel towards the small colt who is very much alone. "Are you lost?" His deep voice struggles between cold breaths as he walks closer. It was obvious the boy was afraid. Cullen begins to wander if this colt could possibly be his own.

His scent held familiar components. "Come closer for warmth," He says with a smile. His legs come to a stop as he waits for the colt to come closer to him on his own. It has been awhile since he snatched a colt or taken on under his care. His last was all grown up now and causing chaos.

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