The Lost Islands
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Meadow

Force-claiming is not allowed here. This is a peaceful, neutral area meant for socialising.

This is my resurrection

As Zurok gracefully made his way across the meadows, his proud black mane flowing with every stride, he caught wind of a conversation nearby. He curiously flicked his ears, eavesdropping on the stallion and mare as they spoke. His goal as the newest leader of the Prairie was to ensure the safety and well-being of every horse under his guidance, and if these two were seeking some serenity, he knew it was his duty to help.

With a gentle snort, Zurok approached the pair, his dark eyes showing empathy and understanding. As he drew closer, he straightened his posture and exuded confidence, yet remaining approachable. Drawing a breath, he introduced himself, his voice carrying an air of warmth and authority.

"Greetings," Zurok began, his deep voice carrying through the meadows. "I apologize for eavesdropping, but I couldn't help but hear your conversation. I am Zurok, the new leader of the Prairie, and it is my sincerest wish to extend my hospitality to both of you."

Zurok paused, allowing his words to settle in. His eyes scanned the stallion and mare, gauging their reactions. Realizing that they might not be ready to respond immediately, he continued.

"I do not mean to intrude or impose on your privacy. However, I assure you that at my home, you will find a place to rest and feel secure. The Prairie has become a haven for all, a sanctuary where unity and strength intertwine. Allow me the honor of providing you with respite, shelter, and the assurance that you would both be part of a family."

Zurok held his head high, radiating confidence and trustworthiness, waiting for their response. He understood that this decision was not his to make for them, that they needed space to choose their path. So, he took a step back, giving them time to consider his offer.

"Take all the time you need to consider my offer," Zurok said reassuringly. "I understand that joining a new herd can be a daunting experience. But please know that you would be welcomed with an open heart,."

Zurok stood there, his imposing figure a symbol of strength and stability. He knew that the stallion and mare needed time, and he respected that. With patience and understanding, he awaited their decision, ready to provide guidance and support whenever they were ready to accept it.

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