by {artistic} » Sun Dec 30, 2012 3:12 am
Username: Rose Tyler <3
Gerbil's name: Winds Rising
Nickname: Windy
Gender: Female
Will you breed him/her?: yes!
Will you use him/her in the roleplay?: yes!
Art or story:
Windy was scurrying across the sidewalk. It was a damp Saturday afternoon, and few people were in the market. Those who were hurried from stall to stall, encased in raincoats and wellyboots. Windy wove around the refuse in the back, stopping now and then to pick a nicer piece of food out of the garbage and stuff it into the sack at her side. She distantly heard the stall keepers yelling far above her, but was too focused on the food to worry about what they were saying. The ground beneath her paws shuddered as a large black boot came down dangerously close to her nose. Quickly spinning around, Wind's horn got caught on the stall fabric as it was lifted to be packed up. With a terrified squeak she ripped it free and flung herself onto the owners cap. It wasn't until then she realized what the stall owners had been talking about. A windstorm! The rushing air ran into the square over the tops of buildings, spiraling around and around like a tornado. The cap tore off the man's head and suddenly Windy was riding it like a surfboard in the ocean. The furious eddies of air threw her up, above the rooftops. And them there wasn't enough air to support her and the hat. She was tumbling, over the edge of the cap, twisting and turning in the cold wind. The ground rushed up to meet her...and a soft, wrinkled hand shot out to cradle her against the wind. An old crooning voice echoed through her mind, but Windy was still checking she had all her limbs. Then the old man gently set her down. Windy looked at him over her shoulder, gave a thankful, heartfelt squeak and hurried home to tell her family about her adventure.
Sorry it's a bit long....
General Notice:
I have given up Chicken Smoothie for Lent. Basically I will not be on at all until Easter. See y'all later!

