[BIGBANGisVIP]

Username:Black Sabino
Equid's Name:Aellai (greek meaning "whirlwinds")
Height: 14 hh
Gender:Mare
Age:5
Story:The wind was cold and harsh. It's noise was louder than anything Aellai had ever heard. This was far from the distant whistle's of the wind this was pounding and screaming.....and it got louder and louder every second. It rushed around Aellai as she and her family galloped to safety. Off in the distant's she saw it. Giant, destructive, Striking fear into the eyes of even the most brave equid's. Aellai stopped. She watched it. It seemed that the world around her was mute. She could'nt hear a thing not even the wind screaming in her ear's. Her mother raced back to her "Aellai!" She whinnyied fearfully. "Aellai!" She repeated. The filly looked at her. "Come on!" Her mother rushed forward. "Oh-ok.." She followed. Finally after was seemed like an eternati they were safe. In an abandoned house. Aellai watched the storm. She watched it eat up everything in it's path. She felt comforted but also scared and nervous. 'What if it destroy's the house...what then?' Thought's swam in her mind. She sighed.......Now it was morning and she was safe. Even though she wished it was a dream. She forgot the terrible storm when she looked at the sky. It was beautiful. Peaceful and new looking....She sighed with relief. 'It's all over.'

[KittyCatKita]

I absolutely love this mare! I have to try <3

Username: KittyCatKita
Equid's Name: Azalea
Height: 14 hh
Gender:Mare
Age: 4
Story: Hot steamy breath puffed from her nostrils only to be stolen away by the gale that rushed past her. Rain filled her eyes and ears, and she had to blink often to clear them, shaking her head in frustration as she picked her way as carefully as she could. Azalea's hooves skittered across the mossy stones as she worked her way along the edge of the forest, heading for the clearing at the top of the waterfall cliff. The wind blew her mane flat against her flesh, whipped her tail against her body and lightning sparked out across the sky. Her teal gaze lifted toward the dark heavens, white ears pricked forward and listening to the howling of the wind and loud percussion of the thunder as it rumbled through the clouds. She was a brave equid, not one to turn away from a challenge, but perhaps she had gotten herself in a little too deep. She could still hear their calls, urging her back to the safety of the herd. HA! She would show them!
Her hoof slipped on the wet moss and nearly sent the young mare crashing to her side on the ground. Carefully she pushed herself from her knees, ears pinning back against her pole in frustration, she would do this! She would not give up. It was not much farther and she would be back onto the ground and over these stones. With a (not so) graceful bound she finally felt her hooves touch the grass running along the edge of the trees and could hear the rush of the river ahead of her. She flicked the end of her tail pleased with herself. She knew she could do it! They said she couldn't, not in a storm like this. She proved them wrong! Snorting out happily she couldn't help but give a little buck of joy, despite the rain pounding down onto her from above. Azalea was not one to run from storms, relishing in the challenge of racing the wind across the meadows and valleys of her home mountains.
Giving a shake she watched the water droplets fly off into space and plunk themselves down into the ground below her. The wet ground squish and gurgled under her hooves as she pranced her way along the trees to the river, bracing herself a moment against the sudden, startling wind that rushed its way along the river's bed. She lifted her head, nostrils flaring wide and trembled as the wind whipped the storm all around her, blowing her soaking mane and tail wildly. Pleasure and pride burst within her chest and she reared up, giving a loud whinny of joy to the crackling song of the storm above.

Edit: Fixed some spelling errors I saw after I posted

[Pk.]

Oh my, she's beautiful c:

Username: Rukipk
Equid's Name: Kasumi (Meaning Mist)
Height: 14 hh
Gender:Mare
Age: 3 years
Story: A dark cloak covered the sky, it was eerie and unsettling. A mare stood far from the chaos that was erupting on the horizon, her mane whipping uncontrollably as well as her tail swaying from the howling, strong wind that rushed toward her. A long funnel of wind danced across the ground in an almost hypnotic way. Any danger she felt was quickly washed away with the wind. She could see trees being violently ripped from the ground as the monster ravaged the earth of its beauty. She knew of this storm, it had been common in the place she was born; a tornado was what faced her now. Her mother named her Kasumi, meaning Mist, and it all made sense to her now. She was unaffected by anything going on around her, and like a thick mist, she embraced everything around her and accepted it. As the towering mass of wind and dust drew near, she found herself stepping closer to get a look at the damage it could do. Wind was harmless to most creatures, it gave them a sense of freedom, and to think it could morph into such a beast. She felt power coursing through her at an alarming pace while the tornado continued to make its way toward her, easily throwing aside any obstacles. She couldn’t hold her stance any longer as she broke of her trance and ran across the stream that scarred the field; it stretched so far in the distance that she thought it would be the only safe path. As she followed the swirling water, the tornado wasn’t far behind. Her hooves slid on the wet grass that surrounded the stream and her breaths of exhaustion were barley heard among the other noises that drowned away any peace. Her thoughts were crowded and unorganized, though one question floated in her mind; could something like this change how she felt about being brave? Instinct kept her going; her aches dulled and eventually became nothing as she stopped to look behind her. The tornado was nothing but a speck in the distance, she was glad she didn’t need to get close enough to see how far it reached into the clouds. Her ears flicked back as she thought of what her home looked like before the storm had come, it was untouched though now it was something unfamiliar. She closed her eyes for only a second to vow she would one day return to her birth place, and accept the damage done to the only place she called home. Just like the change of her only home, she had changed as well. She could move on. The storm symbolized her ability to charge through any obstacle in her way. "Your heart is pure, Kasumi. And one day, you'll understand why your name reaches beyond the fact that your coat is a gray misty color." Her mom's voice echoed in her head just as she swung around and headed toward unknown territory.

[phenomenon]

Username: Redwood
Equid's Name: Brewing {Brew for short} {As in a Brewing storm}
Height: 14 hh
Gender: Mare
Age: 4 1/4 years
Story: I remember the day clearly. The sun was shining and there was a cool breeze blowing against the hillside making a ripple effect on the tall grass. It was a perfect day to bask in the sun, graze as the soft gusts of air ruffled your mane, or prance with the wind. Nothing could go wrong. Or so I thought...
I was standing on top of the hill watching the field below. I love to be in high places where I can feel the wind in my face and through my mane. Being in elevated areas also has to relate with my fear. I hate being enclosed, in caves, or too low to the ground, if you know what I mean. I couldn't stand living in the valley. That's one reason I left my herd... I had no choice either... But, where was I?
There was 6 or 8 deer grazing in the field with no predators to bother them in sight. Four fawns were prancing about playing tag, I presume. Even they seemed at total peace of mind. See, Brewing? Nothing to fret about! Even the young deer have no fear! I told myself. But that, of course, got me thinking. They were fawns. Still babies. They were still young and oblivious to danger. What do they know?
At that moment, I got that tingling sensation up my spine. I lifted my muzzle into the wind and took a big sniff. Being an expert on wind, thanks to my phobia, I knew that the wind had changed. Fear crept up my back. A storm was coming. A big one too. I looked up at the sky and found my guess correct. Dark clouds were moving in quickly from the horizon of the field. The gentle breeze suddenly turned into howling gusts of wind. Normally, I would have stayed on top of that hill and welcome the strong winds like friends. But near thunder and flashes of lightning quickly changed my mind. No, I thought slowly backing down the hill. Not again! A bolt of lightning struck the ground about 50 feet away from me. I reared with a cry of panic and fled down the slope. The warm sun was gone and replaced by an angry storm. As I ran, I felt rain drop from the sky. Lightning cracked above, deafening my ears. Urging myself to run faster, I glanced ahead for somewhere to hide. Maybe a tree or...or- a bolt of electricity struck a willow ahead and set it up in flames. I skidded as I veered away from the fire in a whinny of surprise. Rain was falling harder and the thunder boomed. I don't think I have ever ran so hard in my life. Maybe except for-No! You must focus, Brew! Not now! Letting out a neigh of defiance, I galloped up a slope. At the top of the slope, there was a rocky cliff. No way around. Unless you go over it, which was basically suicide as I know from experience and stories.
I was completely wet and cold to the bone. My adrenaline was still pumping hard in my veins urging me to get out of this storm. But where can I go? I didn't see any source of cover at all... Oh, no. No. No. No. I lifted my gaze to the cliff.
The cliff was very rigid so it had many ledges and cracks. But those wouldn't provide much cover hence the wind was blowing hard on my back. But that wasn't what I was afraid of... What I saw in front of me in the cliff were caves. Dark, claustrophobic caves. And to my luck, that happened to be my only option if I wanted to get out of this storm.
My legs seemed to be moving by themselves as I found myself slowly walking towards the caves. The wind had changed direction once again and was now pushing against me at an angle from my left. Tilting my head down and I began walking slowly in a diagonal line towards the wall of rock. I kept my eyes closed and didn't stop until my head hit cold stone. I lifted my head to see a cave large enough for me to fit through to my left. I could shelter there until the storm stopped. Are you crazy, Brew? It's a cave! Dark and cold. No wind. No sky. Who knows what could be lurking in there!
Lightning cracked and hit the ground somewhere behind me very near because light flooded the cave room and the earth beneath my hooves trembled. For that brief moment, I saw the interior of the cave. It was roomy and there were dry spots where the rain couldn't get too. Or couldn't get to yet, judging by the wind's swift changes of direction.
Swallowing my fear, I bravely took a step into the cave. I froze with sudden terror. I couldn't do this. But the loud booms of thunder and more lightning hitting the ground close by helped encourage me forward. My whole body was completely in the cave now and suddenly all my anxiety and terror edged away. It wasn't so bad. I would only stay until the storm ended. But the storm could last for days. I shook my head, splattering the ground with drops of water. Be bold, Brewing. I'm not sure if that was my thoughts at all because being bold, especially in caves, was exactly the opposite of what I felt. Despite my brain begging in fear and pounding heart, I walked deeper into the cave. I shook off the water and realized how cold I really was. I picked a dry corner, close to the entrance as possible, and settled down. I curled my tail up so the ending feathers tickled my snout. After this storm was over, I was going to tell everyone I meet and maybe know, that I, Brewing, had survived a thunderstorm in a cave. Against my claustrophobia, I was able to stay, more or less, calm since I didn't run around out of my mind. When you face your fears, especially in dire times, it takes courage. But never forget that you will become braver with every step.


I hope that's under 500 words! Dx I kind of doubt it... Sorry! Please enjoy it anyway, whether I win or not.
- Redwood C:

[purinz]

Username: Jabberjay
Equid's Name: Mausumi (Indian for monsoon wind)
Height: 14 hh
Gender:Mare
Age: 4 years
Story:

The wind picked up vigorously as Mausumi gazed across the plains. The storms were darkening and she could see the misty rain ahead of her. She looked back towards the clear, brighter side, seeing the array of clouds which were making the sky dim and musky. It smelled of dead grass which made her nose itch unbearably. Mausumi looked beyond the dark clouds for any type of safe shelter from the storm. She sniffed the air and immediately noticed a few rabbit holes. She knew she couldn't fit into them, so she galloped into the high grass, which was closer towards the storm. She laid her legs down, folding them into a comfortable but small position. Mausumi felt the air. It was dry, windy, and mysterious. The storm crept up behind her each second and she couldn't help but anticipate if it was going to be a bad storm.

Masumi hid deeper into the grass until her hooves were digging furiously into the dry, hard soil. She gazed upward, sniffing each time a piece of grass landed on her nose, making her entire body twitch with frustration and anxiety. Mausumi ruefully took a peek behind her thin shoulder, seeing a funnel at least half a mile behind her. She closed her eyes until tears burst out of them and uncontrollably, she perked her ears open for any new sounds and unfolded her long legs. She started galloping, feeling the funneling tornado coming up closer behind her. Winds pushed her from different angles but her long legs kept running in the same place. Mausumi felt the wind suck up the fluffy part of her tail, and as soon as this uncomfortable feeling swept onto her, she started galloping quicker. Her hooves were a dark brown blur and her head was faced towards the ground. The grass flew onto her body, making her twitch. The strong winds started to fade behind her, but she dared herself to not look back and stop.

Mausumi eventually came to a small collection of tiny bare trees, still feeling the wind move on her tail. The wind was not as whirly as before and it didn't suck her up. When she finally settled herself down by the tree, her legs ached. She gasped for relief from the pain, but nodded, knowing if she stopped out of exhaustion she would have probably died. Mausumi gazed ahead, seeing the funnel had been swept back up into the storm clouds, which weren't circling anymore, but shrinking as the dry day went on. She stayed awake during the entire night, glaring unforgivably into the dark grass field that was upon her. The grass was torn and draped everywhere, even on her beautiful bright gray coat. Mausumi closed her eyes, falling into a small, drifty sleep. She dreamed of her name, which meant wind. Wind was right for her, because her hooves could escape any dangerous wind coming. Mausumi was given the right name, and it was an instinct to know it.


(EXACTLY 500 WORDS!)

[wickedbvnes]

Username: stormy.
Equid's Name: Ualabi. It means wallaby in Spanish.
Height: 14 hh
Gender:Mare
Age: Four years.
Story:
Ualabi trotted through the Australian Rocky Mountains, her small, chiselled hooves picking their way through the stones. The sky above churned, causing gusting winds. Sharp stones jabbed at her vulnerable fetlocks, causing her to stumble every so often. Ualabi was on a mission. She must reach the cave before the storm hit. Ualabi had made the mistake of going right down to the edge of the mountain to reach the soft, springy snowgrass that grew only there. She checked the sky again, and gasped. She was too late. The winds whipped around her, threatening to sweep her off of her hooves.

Soon, the wind was strong enough to pull her off of her hooves. The slender mare got thrown against a rock, immediately causing a loud, cracking sound. Ualabi winced, tossing her head. She had to get up. Suddenly, a frightening calm passed over. The eye of the cyclone. Ualabi pulled herself up, and hurried towards the now visible cave. Uala winced every time she moved; her shoulder had been cracked. Soon enough, she reached the safety and warmth of the cave. Ualabi collapsed on the moss-and-leaf floor, wondering what would become of her. Would she survive the storm? The answer lay in the course of the night.

[Poisony]

Username: ~Xoxo~
Equid's Name: Jhara (means 'Storm' in Bengalish)
Height: 14 hh
Gender:Mare
Age: 2 years
Story:
'Maybe is it true... I'm not like the others...' I thought. I'm Jhara. A Wild Mountain Equid, banned by the herd leader because I'm two persons at the same time. I just don't knew it just at today ! My mother said it's called an alter-ego. But because of that second-me, Ive no home anymore. Tears rolled over my cheeks. A little wind murmurs sweet words
'The wind will take you to your home
The water will wipe that tears of your cheeks
The earth will lead you to your home
The fire will warm you up...
Trust nobody
Just yourself'
And that's what I did. I stopped with crying, and began to run over the plains, bakc to my home
I want to say to the leader that I am who I am, and that I want to join and never leave his herd again.

My journey took more time then I expected.
Suddenly a strong wind blew in my face
And turned into a giant hurricane !
My legs ran faster from the fear that I'm fel at that moment.
The wind had blown down the high trees on my left
The wind did the rocks tremble
The wind almost took me into his strong air-arms
My fear was as strong as the storm.

"Help !" I cryied, but no one could hear me. And then it was calm. Very calm. I was in the eye of the storm !
My eyes rolled in their case, and then I ran out of the center of the hurricane, but it was too strong for me.

When finally the storms get over, I was very tired. My legs could'nt drag me further, and I fell in sleep on the spot.
Later, when I woke up, I ran to the place where the herd must be.
But when I arrived, their was nobody.
Only dead bodies of my herd friends
The tears filled my eyes... This was the end of my herd, and I ran far far away from that place. To never return.

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(hope its good enough ! I was very inspired at the moment)

[AustrianAce]

Username: Austriagirl
Equid's Name: Alahara
Height: 14 hh
Gender:Mare
Age: 3
Story:
The air rushed passed her as she neighed with glee. This was probably the best day of her life! As she raced the wind, she felt exhilaration, felt she was a part of the air, the wind, the oxygen she breathed. Running, running, running. Ala looked behind her as she felt the wind gaining on her. Gasping for breath, she caught a glimpse of the most terrifying sight she had ever seen; a tornado. Now it was a race for her life, as she galloped on and on, hoping to beat the great wall of rushing wind and rain! The tornado seem like it was following her! She ran and ran, until she came to a cliff that towered high above her. Casting her keen eyes around, even in this moment of panic, she saw her life saver. A crevice in the cliff, large enough that she could slip through. Giving it all she had, she ran through and heard the tornado hit its boundary and turn, away, away, away from her. She thanked the heavens and wondered why she had made it at all.

[.Sweet-Paradise.]

Username:
PW
Equid's Name:
Wisteria
Height:
14 hh
Gender:
Mare/female
Age:
She is young at the age of 3 1/2
Story:
Wisty was racing her younger brother, galloping as quickly as she could. It was raining but she didnt really care. Soon she couldn't hear her brother's hooves anymore, all she heard was rain. She stopped galloping and listened. Listened intently. Soon she heard a shriek. And it was suddenly windy. Trees were waving their branches wildly. Then she saw it. A tornado, carrying her brother, heading straight toward her. She galloped quickly, alerting every animal she saw on the way, galloping for her life, warning others. She didn't want to die. She didn't even want to be hurt. But she felt bad for her brother. She knew tornadoes didn't last that long, but still... It's was scary. She reached her herd and warned everyone. Her mother looked around for her brother. "He's.. He was the tornado's first target..." Wisty cried. Her mother looked heartbroken, but galloped away with the rest of the herd. Then as quickly as it had come, the Tornado roared away, away, away. Wisty felt the hole on her heart where her brother used to be.

[ika;]

Username: Ikaaaaaaaaa.
Equid's Name: Aura.
Height: 14 hh
Gender:Mare
Age: 2.
Story:

I was standing on the clifftop when it happened.

At first, it didn't feel like much- a whisper of a sea breeze, a murmur in the tides. It ruffled amongst my mane, teasing my fur into whorls of silver. I was confident, gazing out to the open ocean with a careless ambiguity- nothing could touch me, I was unshakeable.

And then something changed.

A static in the wind, like a flipped switch, which grew stronger and stronger- howling with a violent desperation that whipped me harder than any chain ever could. It screamed in my ears, a vortex of sound that I lost myself in; unable to move- held still by the electric hurricane around me. The sky grew dark, ominous above me- if I cried out, I couldn't hear it. My voice was ripped from my throat, torn away and shredded by the wind. My knees buckled, and I spun around and around, gradually losing all control.

It was over.

The storm passed, leaving me gasping in the wake of the elements- never again would I test Mother Nature herself.