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The GeneralClarity |
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The PoliticiansAntoinetteCanine Harmonie Hollis Khar'pern Saphris Sitara Versace |
The WarriorsEmersonHrist Karlach Ryvar Titan Vogue |
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PRIME MINISTER'S DECREENone |
The OffspringIslanzadí (Thranduil x Saphris)Remmirath (Warg x Saphris) |
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 May 25, 2026 at 05:08:22 AM by Saphris
When Saphris heard the sound of a male's call and responded with a whinny of her own, she did not anticipate it being Thranduil. Yet, there he stood, if she can trust her years-old memory of his scent. It had clung to her in those few days after.. their interlude. The dark curve of an ear twisted back in the direction of the spot she'd left her daughters. Her pause upon the hillock had been but a few moments, and then the young mustang-type mare was making her approach.
A wayward weed catches in the swishing black of her tail as she came within a few yards of the stallion. "Thranduil." She spoke evenly, but Saphris cannot hide the surprise in her voice.. or the tentative apprehension. Bright blue eyes take in the thin shape of the stallion who'd fathered her older daughter. She says nothing of the most obvious tie bewixt them. Instead, the dark-faced mare says, "It's been a long time."
A wayward weed catches in the swishing black of her tail as she came within a few yards of the stallion. "Thranduil." She spoke evenly, but Saphris cannot hide the surprise in her voice.. or the tentative apprehension. Bright blue eyes take in the thin shape of the stallion who'd fathered her older daughter. She says nothing of the most obvious tie bewixt them. Instead, the dark-faced mare says, "It's been a long time."
Replies:
- In time all foul things come forth - By Thranduil May 26, 2026 at 11:39:26 AM
- baby, you were lighting the flame - By Saphris June 3, 2026 at 00:01:00 AM
- don't smile when you see me - By Hrist June 18, 2026 at 04:45:44 PM
- baby, you were lighting the flame - By Saphris June 3, 2026 at 00:01:00 AM
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