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
Fate

The Politicians

Harmonie
Hollis
Saphris
Versace

The Warriors

Emerson
Ryvar
Starling
Vogue

The Trinkets

Osmanthus
Warg

PRIME MINISTER'S DECREE

None

The Offspring

Islanzadí (Thranduil x Saphris)
Karlach (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.

all i ever wanted was the world



Vogue chided herself inwardly a moment after speaking. This was no mere Sister of the Peak, but her General! There was another mare in their ranks who looked so much like Clarity that they could be sisters. Vogue had little time to think abut the mix-up since the tovero didn't seem to care about not getting called 'General.' Instead the black paint got right to the point.

At first, Vogue was taken aback. Maybe it was hat she hadn't expected to be sought out specifically. She'd assumed that it was maybe chance, that Clarity had simply called to the first mare she put eyes on, but. . .no. She was asking about the boy, her boy. A mother's protective instinct flared holy in her breast. She had raised the golden colt since he had been a few weeks old; what did it matter that he had not been produced from her womb, but her daughter's?

The bay paint's lip curled with disgust at the sound of that name. Cullen. She could spit he disgusted her so. It was reasonable for her to appear so when confronted with the name of the male who'd tried to take the son she'd raised. Vogue didn't want to reveal that there was more to the story than an old Lagoon brute wanting to steal a new recruit. Out of a protectiveness for her daughter, she would do what she could to protect the true parentage of the palomino colt. He was her son now. That was what they'd agreed.

"All that you've said is true, lady, but why come speak to me about it? I wasn't present when the attempted kidnapping happened; he'd been off playing with his brother when they were separated."

VOGUE


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