by SeaShark12 » Sat Oct 24, 2020 3:05 pm
Username: SeaShark12
Name: Anemone
Name Meaning(s): A type of animal that appears to be a plant
Gender: Female
Prompt: - Sorry it’s so long. I’m incapable of righting a short story and instead of 150 words it’s somewhere around 450. - On the Ferry of Windville Shores, Anemone stands on the deck next to Captain Christopher Ballard. They watched as the dark clouds came closer to their spotless deck. Anemone rocked back and forth as the waves crashed against the age old ship. Anemone had been watching the storm develop for hours but she wasn't concerned that this one would cause any problems to their voyage. Of all the dogs on the ship, she was the lowest on the pecking order. There were seven others. She knew that she was the only dog allowed on the deck because she was the only dog they could spare to lose. Anemone had seven siblings all without names, they picked on her for being the youngest and smallest. She only had a name because of a friend she left behind on the shore. Anemone didn't have any important role as a seadog and if she got thrown over board in the storm, Captain Ballard would likely not notice. As Anemone was starting to walk towards the steel stairs that would take her down to the lower deck, she was jerked to one side of the ship. She hit her head on the rail which stopped her from sliding under, but caused a terrible pain to shoot through her skull and down her back. Just then, another wave crashed on to the other side of the ferry with even more force than the last. Anemone knew what was about to happen and, to her dismay, her assumption was correct as the wave hit with such a violent force, she flew to the other side of the wooded floor, and as expected, she did not hit the guard rail and instead fell over the edge and into the cruel, icy water. She started sinking and felt the air start to leave her lungs. And just as her body in the water, her consciousness.
Anemone woke up coughing and spitting up water. She was on dry land, under the shade of the palm trees. She could feel her head pounding but, despite the pain, she got up and looked around. As she walked out of the trees, she came into a clearing. In the center of the absence of trees, a Manta Ray was slowly floating above the ground, moving away from her. Anemone realized that the ray was the only reason that she was alive. Before a word could escape her mouth the Manta Ray said,"You're welcome. I must go but I'll see you around." Then she left the clearing.
Anemone now wanders the isle she was brought too. She lives off the fish and plants on the island and welcomes lost animals, providing them with a place to stay.