Summary Of Zurok's Dose

Zurok could remember a time when he followed his sire and learned the ins and outs of being a leader. Every day was like waking up to a fairy tale. His sire would wake him up just before the sun began to paint the sky with it[Deleted:the ][Inserted: t]s labyrinth of colors. From the time they woke it was about border patrol, checking on the mares, and making sure there was plenty to graze on. Zurok's sire made it clear that his dam was the true show runner though. If his mother said it was time to move, then it was time to move. There was a traditional sense in the way their herd was run. The lead stallion was simply the muscle of the operation, the lead mare(his mother) was the brains and the final say so. In all his time as a foal, he had
There had been a band of rogue stallions following their herd for some time. Zurok had a feeling that his sire knew of their presence, just hadn’t figured out how to run them out. Having a band of stallions around a herd full of mares was a big enough problem, not to mention Zurok’s sire was growing older. He wouldn’t be able to take them all on by himself, and Zurok was only two years old by now. Zurok had never seen a battle until this day. There was no time to waste, they had to save their herd and rid of these bandits. The battle had lasted for what seemed like an eternity. It was right before Zurok had been knocked out cold that he witnessed the lead band stallion knocking his father to the ground. He knew before he closed his eyes that his sire was gone and so was the
It seemed like he hadn't been here in these new lands very long when an old friend stepped down and handed over his territory. Shortly after becoming King again, Winged Demon arrived and took her rightful place as his queen. Side by side he knew they would achieve great things again. Like many times before the mare was helping him make a true leader out of himself. She had even given birth to their most recent heir, Castiel. Zurok knew it was still a few more years before the colt would be ready to lead a territory, and hoped his son Etherus would arrive and take his place someday. Rumor had it he had found his way into beyond, and Zurok was eager to see him again. The stallion knew he had much time to make up for and hoped Etherus would not hold it against him. Zurok was not sure how much time he had left now that the Gods had taken his power of