Sunstorm. I thought that this name was fitting because his coloring looks like a sandstorm, and he has sun designs all over! Mix the two together, and you get Sunstorm!
That's me!
Male
Do I look like a girl?
“Every one is a moon, and has a dark side which he never shy” - Mark Twain
Sunstorm can be both sunny and stormy in personality. He is well known for his funny and playful streak-- but we try not to mention his sudden bouts of agression. Usually he can tell when he is about to become agressive. You really don't want to back this JBD up against a wall to get any information out of him. He may try to get away, but if he can't he immediately resorts to agression. Sunstorm works on controlling his sudden odd buts of anger through meditation. He is a more controlled JBD then he was when he was younger.
I'm getting there!
Usually, he is a very sweet JBD. He loves to go on walks in the crisp autumn air, hear the leaves crunch under his feet, and fell the sun on his back, warming him. The sun is a source of peace and happiness for Sunstorm. Whenever it is shining, anywhere in the world, Sunstorm is happy. Sunstorm's bi-polarness may just come from a loss of connection with the sun. We may never know.
Sunstorm loves autumn. Everything about autumn is a dream come true. The colors, the smells, everything! Aside from autumn, Sunstorm loves citrus fruit, and the Sunkist soda. His favorite color is orange. Sunstorm loves to make piles of leaves and jump into them.
Sunstorm's least favorite season is summer. It is just a little to hot for his liking-- and humid. Eating popsicles is great, and swimming is alright, but he'd much rather have autumn around all year. Sunstorm dislikes when he jumps in a pile of leaves and there is a pointy stick in it, but doesn't everone? He also wishes that he didn't have an agression problem.
Sunstorm opened his eyes for the first time, and noticed a glowing orb on the corner of his vision. Gasping, he stood on wobbly, unused legs, and attempted to leap outside. The sun was the most beautiful thing he thought that he would ever see. When he finally got outside, he smiled. The sun was so very beautiful! He looked down at his fur and marveled at how much his fur looked like the sun. With newfound energy, Sunstorm tore around the small clearing outside of his home. The sun started to set, and Sunstorm thought that the sun would never come back. When he walked inside, sad because the sun left, and cried to his mother, she explained to him that the sun went away for the night, and that it would be back in the sky come morning. Satisfied with the explanation, Sunstorm curled up against his mothers’ side and fell asleep. The next morning, Sunstorm got up, and the sun was shining in the sky, just like his mother had said. He ran outside again and played in the sun all day long.
The next few days were just like this, with Sunstorm waking up eagerly to go play outside with the sun shining on his back. One day, Sunstorm got up and ran outside, and was shocked to see that the sky was grey, instead of blue and sunny. Upset and angry, Sunstorm ran back inside and didn’t speak to anyone else that day—letting out short hiccups of sobs every once and a while. When his mother could finally get his attention, she explained that it was cloudy out, and that the sun would come back when the clouds were gone. Sunstorm didn’t like that the sun would reappear only when the clouds were gone, so he decided that he hated the clouds. This is how Sunstorm got his aggressive streak. When the clouds disappeared, the angry Sunstorm was gone, and he acted like nothing had happened, continuing to play in the sun.
