Storm Kumos
Moonfur padded softly through the small tunnel, her heart still hammering in her chest from her near escape from whatever that creature had been. It's dark eyes that seemed endless still haunted her memory and Moonfur shook her head to clear the image away, her nose twitching. She could smell salt in the air and her ears perked in curiosity. Light glistened ahead and Moonfur picked up her pace, soon padding out of the cave and out into open air. She found herself on a cliff, the ocean battering rhythmically against the rocks down below. Moonfur walked to the edge, her eyes stuck on the sky.
Clouds covered the darkening sky, thunder rumbling through the dark amethyst and smoke streaked clouds. Lightening flashed angrily through the sky, charging the air. The clouds swirled as the wind suddenly picked up, and to Moonfur's surprise, the clouds started to build, reaching closer and closer the ground and the cliff that she stood on. In seconds she stood at the center of the storm, wind and thunder howling in her ears.
Rain began to pelt her fur and Moonfur had to close her eyes to shield them from the storm. Thunder shook through her body as it clashed around her, and soon lightening stroke into the ground all around, lighting up the dark storm. Lightening trickled across the air, leaping onto Moonfur's body and crawling across her fur, leaving trails of amethyst streaks behind them.
Moonfur shook with the energy that shocked through her, and she buckled under the weight. A voice hinted at the edge of Moonfur's mind, sfot and gentle, encouraging. Though she couldn't hear what the voice said, it lifted her, strengthening her as Moonfur lifted her head back up, straining to hear the words that whispered at the back of her mind.
Suddenly a thunder clap shook the ground and Moonfur fell, the air around her feeling as if it were exploding, ripping itself apart. When Moonfur opened her eyes again, the storm was suddenly gone, the only trace of it left being the dark, shadowed sky. Her fur felt as if electricity still ran through it and looking at herself, Moonfur gasped.
Her fur was no longer the light blue it had always been. It looked as if she had become the storm herself, her fur was a shadowed purple and blue, amethyst pink streaks like lightening covering her in patches. Stormy clouds bubbled at her paws, lightening dancing across the wavering smoke.
As Moonfur looked back up at the clearing sky in amazement, a word suddenly trickled into her mind, dancing on the edge of her tongue. Tempest...