The Lost Islands
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This is my resurrection

Zurok made the bold decision to embark on an adventure away from his newly established home in the Bay. The vibrant colors of purple and orange had just begun to grace the sky as he set off on his journey. Word had already spread that his daughter with Parvati, his beloved partner, had been born and was eagerly awaiting his arrival. Despite the unexpected delays he had encountered, Zurok was confident that Parvati would understand.

The sable stallion had been preoccupied with a multitude of tasks, from striking a deal with Fell to visiting Hirka and their precious daughter. In addition, he had ventured out to the meadows in search of more mares to add to his growing herd, rarely finding a moment of respite. However, even amidst the chaos, Zurok allowed his thoughts to wander, though he made a conscious effort to remain focused on reaching his destination.

The journey seemed to stretch on endlessly, much longer than he had initially anticipated. Nonetheless, Zurok's determination prevailed, and he eventually arrived at the outskirts of the mares' dwelling. Following the distinct scent trails of Parvati and their newborn foal, he closed the distance with increasing anticipation. Drawing nearer, he greeted them with a gentle nicker, his heart swelling with pride as he marveled at the sight before him.

A proud smile adorned his dished face as he observed the grulla filly, her elegant front white sock markings that created a striking contrast to her smoky coat. The identical white snip on her nose further emphasized their undeniable connection. "Please accept my sincere apologies for my delayed arrival," Zurok murmured softly. "I've been caught up in various endeavors, but fortunately, I have now made the Bay my home, co-leading alongside Fell. What a truly magnificent daughter you have brought into this world."

Zurok's tender nuzzles enveloped the filly as she gleefully squealed and played at his hooves, basking in the warmth of her father's affection. Curiosity brimming within him, he inquired, "And what name have you bestowed upon her?" His playful interactions with the filly continued, bringing forth giggles and joyful squeals that created an atmosphere bursting with love and happiness.

Tifa, the energetic and inquisitive young foal, found immense delight in her father's company. Parvati, her mother, had taken great care to mention Zurok's significance in her life, ensuring that his scent would soon feel familiar to the curious filly.

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