[Ralonica]

Owner: Ralonica
Name Alexis
Gender: Female
Age 3 years
Height: 7.6 feet
Short Story:
The fierce wind whistled through the clouds, whipping them up and whirling them around my legs and my head. I swished my tail, and reared up towards the sky, neighing a powerful, loud neigh to the empty air. Everything seemed so empty, so barren. I felt restless, and maybe a bit head-strong too, but I couldn't help it - it was that wind, the wind that seemed to be calling me somewhere, somehow. I stomped a hoof powerfully against the clouds below me, and I shook my head, snorting fiercely. There just had to be something, something that was going to happen. Some reason why the wind was calling me like this. I whinnied again, softer this time, trying to rid myself of the restless feeling that was overcoming me. But it didn't seem to be working, so I took a step back. I lowered my head, and fixed my eyes on the distant, lighter clouds. Then, I waited.

It first came as a wispy shadow, frail and skittery. I couldn't pinpoint what it was, so I walked towards it slowly, as if in a trance. Then, as a powerful, masculine neigh came through the clouds, I knew. This was what I had been waiting for. This was what had brought that feeling. I reared again, then started trotting towards the un-known stallion, my strong legs taking high-stepping strides, strides that drummed powerfully against the clouds. I neighed a loud, challenging neigh, challenging the stallion to come closer, to see what he could see.

But it seemed like I had met my match. The stallion came closer, replying with a louder neigh, and he started cantering, taking long, powerful strides. Within moments he was almost next to me, and I could see his buckskin coat, the sun shining off it, and his darker legs, which seemed to dissapear in the clouds below. He whinnied triumphantly, and a shower of sparks shot off his antlers. I snorted, then started to charge up my own pair of antlers. They started to glow eerily, and sparks started to rapidly shoot of them, in all directions, radiating light. Then, a blinding flash came, and a thunderbolt shot down, towards the earth below. A loud boom replied, and everything went a shade darker.

The stallion snorted, then bucked, more sparks shooting off his antlers. He came closer, then reared, creating his own thunderbolt. Light illuminated his antlers, and he neighed again, leaping towards me. I snorted, and leapt to the side, evading him, my strong hooves pounding on the clouds, drumming rain out of them. The stallion whinnied in mock annoyance, then leapt again, coming closer. This time I let him nearly touch him, before I charged my antlers again, and another lightning bolt lit up the sky. This hardly deterred the stallion - he merely shook his head, then neighed again. Then, I took a step closer, feeling excited in all of the action, feeling joyful and lively. I lowered my head, then took a step towards the stallion, shaking my antlers at him.

He snorted, then lowered his head, interlocking his antlers with mine. Even if I had wanted to, it would have been difficult to break free of that hold. I pawed the ground excitedly, and started charging energy, and the stallion did, too. Soon our whole bodies were illuminated in light, and sparks started to fly in all directions. Everything became brighter and brighter, until the light was almost blinding.

Then, with an explosion of sound and light, a single lighting bolt shot down, the brightest and strongest of them all.


{The other tempestine is Khassian, my stallion. The story is a bit long, so just say if you want me to shorten it a little}

[Tarra]

Owner: Tarra
Name Rainer Thor-Daughter
Gender: Female
Age 7 years
Height: 7.6 feet
Short Story:
Rainer Thor-Daughter watched the wind rise, dancing a low dirge through her flowing mane as she arched her neck to the sky. She stood stock still against the darkening hues of twilight, throwing their candences over the arc of the heavens above and behind her; beneath, the soft leaden clouds they called cumuli drifted, eddying restless little cycles under her feet.

She waited.

The land before her was blackening, a shadowing brought as much by day's end as by the slow lowing lumber of a massive thunderhead flowing over its endless curves. Sparks of lightning lit its uppermost reaches; sheerest black formed its base, stark as starless night. Driving the thunderhead was the dull, dim form of another, a tempestine like herself, a curvature of ebony and silver in the framing light of the fickle storm. She could just make out the hoof falls, minute and distant as the great cloud's wrath on the horizon. But not for long.

She stamped, once. The cumuli beneath her writhed, shrugged, began to move. Another stamp, then a buck and a snort, and the gentle mass had suddenly grown skyward, ballooning as her hoofbeats drew up rainseed, moisture sucked from the ground, feeding the clouds. She commenced the dance, the dance she had first known with her sire, Father of Thunder, and whose lines and beat she knew as well as the lines of her antlers and the feel of her heart. Round and round, prancing the tempest, she lowered her head to the frothing wind growing ' round her as her snorts became so constant they were a chant.

One-two, one-two, one-two-three...

The wind picked up, became a gale, and beneath the arching steps of her hooves she glimpsed the darkening ground begin to spin by at speed. A low pealing rumble sounded under her feet, wroth as the mumble of an impending quake. Light flared in arcs over her back, touching points to her antlers for the barest of seconds as she threw back her head and screamed, storm free and storm wild, in the fearsome screeching rush of the wind as it ripped mane and tail in vicious streaks across her neck and flanks.

Her cry was answered; the tempestine of the other storm, far-off no longer, called back his own bellow: a stallion's roar that echoed across the gulf between them. She reared to meet his challenge, lighting ranging off the brilliant outlines of her antlers, so bright even the wild raging light of her eyes seemed dimmed.

And then the two met in a fury of thunder and wind, and rain began to fall, hard and furious, as the dance of mare and stallion whirled in the darkest reaches of the storm.

[Nuclear_Angel]

Owner:
Hopefully me; ~Nuclear_Angel~
Name
Cyclone
Gender:
Female
Age
4 years old
Height:
7.6 feet
Short Story:
(( I don't own another Tempestine at the moment so If I get her she will be my first. So I hope you don't mind if use your boy Blu. I'll will try not to Role play him as much as I can since he is yours and yours only to control. ))

Cyclone was roaming around by herself. She hadn't seen any others for a few days now. She keep going, till she seen a dark figure up ahead. She broke in to a trot toward the figure. She knew it had to be another Tempestine. Because what other then them where on top of the clouds? Cyclone was happy to find another and didn't care so much If she was starting a storm below. When she made her way over to him she greeted Blu with a light touch of her nose to his. Being friendly she then said " Hello my name is Cyclone, and it's nice to met you. " Cyclone then asked " What is your name? " After they greeted and got to know each other Cyclone felt like having some fun. She stomped her back hooves hard. A rumble roared below. She lightly nipped at Blu trying to get him to join her. She galloped around him. Pushing rain out of the clouds was she did so and the rain lightly fell below. " Come on! It will be more stronger with both of us. " She whinnied to him. She jumped and pranced making loud thundering below. Cyclone galloped back over to him and clashed her antlers with his hoping it would get him to join. When she did finally get Blu to do a rain dance with her they made it storm satisfactory on the land below them. It might of not been powerful as a hole heard moving. But it was sure enough good enough to call a storm. Below it came down as if the bottom of the clouds fell out. Thunder rumbled so loud and powerful you could feel it, wind that felt like it was about to blow your shirt off, and rain going so fast side ways thanks to the wind when it hit you it felt as if you where getting attacked by swarm of bees. This keep up for about an hour.

[She~Wolf]

Owner: She-Wolf
Name Isolde
Gender: Female
Age 3
Height: 7.6 feet
Short Story:
Trotting along the never ending sky, Isolde felt alone and Isolated for a change. She was a strong young mare, yet elegant and gracfull. She usually prefered the peace and quiet to watch the world bellow, but today she was depressed and longed for a friend to gallop across the skys and create fantastic storms. She just needed a friend, Stallion or fellow mare she didn't care. She remained trotting till her nose caught an unfamiliar scent. She raised her head up, spotting another Tempestine ahead, who whinnied at her in play. She whinnined back, ears perked in excitment, finnaly somone like her. The Tempestine galloped towards her, thunder following it. She pranced in place for a moment and galloped to meet her new friend, darting past the Tempistine in play. The Tempistine whinned playfully again, darting after her,
Isolde and her new friend galloped in the sky, thunder crashing with their hooves, and rain falling bellow. They to galloped around eachother, almost looking like an equine dance. Tails held high, strong antlers sparking with lightning on their elegant heads as they played and bucked all about. The strom they created wasnt harsh and angrey, though it wasnt quiet peacfull either. The wind blew quickly, running through the manes of the two Tempistines as well as the trees bellow The rain followed the wind, quickly and silently as the thunder and lightning continued a soft rhythum.
What seemed like hours later, The two slowed to a stop. Isoldes new friend nudged her softly and snorted happily and she returned it. The storm may be over, but Isolde new she was no longer alone.

[Wolfie♥Louis]

Owner: Wolfie<3Louis

Name Zephyr

Gender: Female

Age 3

Height: 7.6 feet

Short Story:

The wind blew softly, caressing the grass, making it dance and wave. The sun shone down in shafts of light through the branches of the trees, in a small clearing a lone figure stood, a lone Tempestine stood.

Her name was Zephyr, she was a young mare of about three, just starting to find her place in life. She was standing with her ears loose and her expression blank, it looked almost as if the beautiful mare was in a sleeping trance, the sunlight dappled in golden splotches on her extraordinary coat, her eyelashes looked long and illustrious and her mane tousled softly in the wind. A sudden noise caught Zephyr jerking up, her ears and eyes suddenly alert, her daydream shattered by the restlessness of the forest. She swivelled her head round, gazing at the forest with soft brown eyes. She flicked her feline tail, dismissing the noise that had caught her attention as nothing of importance.
Zephyr felt uncomfortable on the ground, her place was among the clouds, but she found herself spending moments in the sunlight sometimes. It calmed her from the excitement of her species. With a languishing look at the trees and a final flick of her ears, she joined the thunder clouds once more, trotting among the wet, fluffy surface. The pale grey of the clouds misted around her spotted coat, enshrouding her like a sort of spectre. She was completely isolated.

Zephyr often walked alone or was isolated, she lived life in solitude, keeping herself to herself. When no one was around she was free to do as she wished.

She pricked her ears, making sure no other form of life was around her, her attention drifting from point to point. When she had assured herself of the lack of life form near her; she started to buck and play, almost in a sort of dance. She let electricity crackle around her velveteen antlers and she bucked and kicked, flying among the hillocks and twirls of grass that the clouds made. She whinnied in joy, her hooves flying and landing with thunderous booms. She appeared as a dancer of the elements, her mane flying majestically and her tail lashing and twirling, the sheer foal- like joy it brought her, brought magic to the scene. She simply looked invincible, she was not a creature of earth, but a power to dance and play among the floors of the heavens.

Zephyr retired from her dance, small beads of foam appearing like pearls, on the corner of her mouth, she whinned shrilly to the sky, asking the world to play with her. She stood, shivering a little from the movements she had performed. Her eyes were filled with a young playfulness, not quenched by exhaustion and never dying. Zephyr looked down on the world, marvelling at how small and toy-like everything seemed, her imagination whirred as she gazed at life below. She marvelled at how the wind rustled the trees and how the thunder she made rumbled the earth in a musical tone. She stomped on the ground, pounding her hoof to cause rain, she skipped and pranced back to her home area. She lived among the largest and whitest clouds, where sun could not penetrate. To the life below, these clouds blocked their sun, but to Zephyr, they provided feather castles and cotton canyons for her to hide, play and sleep among.

It was here she climbed among a pivot in the cloud and lay, tucking her legs neatly beneath her and shutting her eyes to fall into a restful sleep. She looked as beautiful in sleep as she did awake, her belly rising and falling softly.

[n e m o]

Good luck everyone!!

My strong suit doesn't lie in writing stories and even though I was going to attempt it I was much more inspired by some of the applications than I was about writing my own. Wish she would have been a draw to adopt. Onward with the Tempestine search. xD

[Chasing Dreams]

I read all the forms that were qualified to enter. And some of them were ether disqualified by the lack of following rules, or not being able to enter because of the lack of posts that person had made.

The winner is SilverFeather, congratulations ^-^ I loved your story the best!

Owner: Silverfeather
Name Tonerre, which means 'thunderous'
Gender: Female
Age 2 years
Height: 7.6 feet
Short Story:

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A few skipping hooves against the cold rock beneath, and the excitement of a young fae could be heard and smelled all over the place. Ears straightened up and looking up at the sky, as lightning flashed and glimmered in a spectacular lightshow. Her eyes wide with admiration she studied the sky before Thunder`s Horizion appeared by her side and gently nudged her. His sparkling eyes met with the younger tempestine, and the two stood for a moment and watched each other, a smile and hint of joy reflecting in both of their eyes. As the light continued on, it eventually faded as the tempestine galloped on throughout the sky. Blinking out of the somewhat looking trance, Tonerre turned on the older male. From the corner of her eye, she'd spotted her friend make a sharp motion which she took as a sign.

The beautiful tempestine clacked her hooves against the ground once, and Thunder`s Horizion smiled softly. "It's magnificent, isn't it?" he said. Slowly, Tonerre nodded and looked over the dark clouds that passed on through the valley. There was a blink of a light, and a few seconds of silence, then a thunderous boom. Flailing slightly at the sudden and loud noise, she staggered backwards. Her fellow tempestine merely laughed at her though. There was an awkward pause before Thunder`s Horizion finally opened her mouth to talk with her.

"... Would you like to try?" he asked softly. It felt as if a rock had dropped right through Tonerre's stomach and she froze in the position she'd had when the loud thunder had rolled on. "Really? Would you let me?" Tonerre asked, as if not believing this could happen to her. With a hint of amusement and a short laughter, Thunder`s Horizion nodded. "Although we'll have to do it together. You're still a youngling, and I wouldn't like to have you hurt in any way. Then it would be me to blame." she/he told the younger tempestine. More excited than ever, the young filly jumped about, before the two gathered together to share their forces.

"Alright, focus all your energy on making the lightning. The thunder will come naturally, although you have to be able to create the stream of energy that you send down to earth. It will be a vital part of the making of a storm." he said gently, and Tonerre nodded with a joyous look upon her face. "Lets go then!" he said and laughed as the two stormed forwards, the sound of their hooves alone loud enough to create the illusion of a thunder cracking through the sky. Looking to her right, Tonerre noticed that Thunder`s Horizionhad already started creating the lightning and thunder, his antlers glowing and crackling with the same lightning that flashed down below the clouds. With a reassuring nod from her companion she focused her mind of making the stormy weather all tempestines could make, and to her frustration it wouldn't work at first. Then her mind fell onto the marvelous lights that the other tempestines made, and simply the thought of being able to make one of those facinated her. Suddenly a sharp whitish yellow lightning broke the sky beneath her, and she squealed with joy.

Her first lightning being made, she had no problems creating more. The sky rattled with the forces that was sent through it, the slightly sharper and more experienced lightning of Thunder`s Horizion along with her newly found ones. As the two galloped through the sky, she thought her chest would burst with the pleasure she had by doing this. This is what I love! Oh how lucky I am to be born a tempestine! she thought and trotted on through the skies, bringing the thunderous storm with her, side by side with Thunder`s Horizion. Nothing at all would ever make her forget this experience, ever.

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I'm too tempted by her gorgeous design to let her pass without giving it a go <3 Either way, I had fun creating this and I see her as an overjoyed and enthusiastic tempestine with tons of energy to match ^.^

[TheSilverfeather]

Woah, thanks a lot! I can't believe I just got this beauty! I promise I'll take care of her c:

[Flowerdust]

Ohh my stars Silver congrats! You really deservered her! ^-^

[TheSilverfeather]

Thanks a lot Dustie! And thanks for letting me borrow your handsome stallion for the story! c: