Zurok was intrigued by all the things that had already occurred in his time here. He had already laid claim to lands known as the Prairie. It was nothing new in his eyes to see a territory so quiet, he had been there many times himself as a leader. His previous homeland had shown him just how cruel being a leader could be. Always a mare looking to try and gain your affections simply because you were king. Forever another stallion lurking to see if he could take what was not his simply because you had what he was too weak to achieve on his own. The sable stallion could remember his past, his previous lover and all she had shown him as well
she showed him how to love not just his herd, but himself as well. The sable stallions thoughts were interrupted as a loud rumble roared in the heavens. Before the sable king realized it he had made it to the commons. He looked around at the horses gathering here and there looking for anyone who might be interested in a home. Zurok wandered around for awhile and simply grazed as he strolled. He didn't mind the gloomy weather or rain. When he stopped again to grab another bite he spotted a mare that caught his attention. He smiled and nickered at her despite her looking abit irritated. "Hello milady, I hope I'm not intruding on you. I'm a new leader over by at the Prairie. My name is, Zurok. Hope you not mind my asking yours?" His voice was deep and he held a confidence in his tone, not arrogance, but confidence. He softened his gaze a gently smiled at her before parting his lips to speak again. "I also would like to be up front about my intentions with you. I am here to lay claim to you as a mare for my herd. I hope this doe not cause ill feelings, miss." The stallion patiently waited for her response as his gaze took its time to take in her beautiful view. |