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Zenith has a minion!

Tempesti the Roiling Storm Matter




Zenith
Legacy Name: Zinnia Nova


The Custom Storm Bumbus
Owner: Chrysariel

Age: 12 years, 4 months, 3 weeks

Born: November 5th, 2011

Adopted: 8 years, 2 months, 3 weeks ago

Adopted: January 1st, 2016


Pet Spotlight Winner
May 18th, 2017

Statistics


  • Level: 116
     
  • Strength: 178
     
  • Defense: 11
     
  • Speed: 10
     
  • Health: 10
     
  • HP: 10/10
     
  • Intelligence: 713
     
  • Books Read: 697
  • Food Eaten: 0
  • Job: Couture Designer


~The Storm~

I simply cannot stand hot weather. It makes me so glad that our hive is well-placed near the gorgeous shore of Veta Lake. It is only at the heart of summer that we must fly out to seek nectar in very sticky heat, and then only during the Ruffie Days of summer.

Today is more to my taste, a beautiful sunny day with a gentle breeze. My usual perch just above the hive is open as I emerge to take my station. The hairs every bumbus grows to capture nectar beads and read danger on the winds are lying flat, allowing me to relax into the shade and amuse myself by flicking beads of water for Tempesti to catch.

When the hairs begin to tremble, my heart thumps wildly and I take wing. My storm detection system is almost perfect. Since I turned my natural magics to a study of the weather, only two members of the hive have been lost to natural disaster. Though the storm is half an hour away, we have workers in the field that will need nearly all of that time to make the flight home. I must get to the Queen, as quickly as my wings will allow. I leave Tempesti to hold my perch, though competition is unlikely with a storm moving in.

An outsider might think that my zooming flight through the halls of the hive is fraught with peril, but in truth I am much too skilled a flier to ever crash. Other bumbi, honeycombs, and larvae nests are all a blur as I make for the central chamber. My many brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, and cousins all know not to get in my way.

Queen Bumbara invites me into her presence with a gentle wave of her fingers. Rather than waste time with cumbersome words, I let my body dance do the talking. In seconds I have informed her of the severity of the storm moving in and its relative position to the hive. Her signal is a magical one that all the workers abroad will taste as a bitter tang. The Queen nods her permission for me to depart, her way of thanking and rewarding me.

Half the workers are safely inside by the time I make it back to my perch and the other half are visible on the horizon. Nobody questions my desire to fly toward the looming black clouds. A storm bumbus is no more afraid of lightning and raindrops than a reborn would be of a little fire.

I delight in the raw power of the bolts and the booming answer of the thunder. Rain water is nearly as sweet as nectar and even the rising wind cannot force me to land. I am one little ball of energy amidst nature's most impressive show of power.

I am the first to assess damage on the outer layers of the hive. There have been times when whole levels had to be rebuilt and workers were forced to share bunks for a few weeks due to tunnel collapses. Fortunately, this storm has produced no such drama. I give the builders warning of one weak spot where a falling branch shaved off a few layers. The workers are already emerging, prepared to return to their gathering. As another storm is unlikely, I am eager to join the search.

I will perch on a Blue Giant Hyssop wherever I can find one, though members of the Aster family also produce a nectar that is divine to the taste buds. Some bumbi will take any flower for their perch. I'll land on your more common daisies or petunias if nothing better is present, but nothing on Subeta or Atebus will ever convince me to collect pollen from one of those awful marigolds! I shudder at the mere thought of their bitter taste.

The day's nectar haul is well above average and we are all very content to settle into our nests int he sleeping chamber. I tuck myself beneath a leaf blanket as Tempesti settles into his corner, well content with the knowledge that I am integral to the survival of this thriving hive.

~Credits~


Profile by: Ringo
Extra Code by: Yuzu
Edited by: Chrysariel
Story by: Pureflower
Recolored Overlay by: Chrysariel
Background by: Themeshack.net
Name by: Chrysariel
Legacy Name: Zinnia Nova

Pet Treasure


Sudden Rainstorms

The Happiest Storm Cloud

Spring Storms

The History of Tempest

Tempest Lightning Rod

Storm Brewing

Sweeping Tempest Marble

Twerster

Storm Wyllop Plushie

Storm Popoko Beanbag

Storm Neela Plushie

Storm Neela Beanbag

Storm Fester Plushie

Storm Escalade Plushie

Storm Chicken

Storm Aeanoid Plushie

The Rainbow Vortex

The Thunder Stealer

Raging Hurricane Scroll

Lightning Bolt

Bottled Lightning

Ball Lightning

Grape Fruit Umbrella

Thunder God Rag Doll

Book of Happy Rainbows

Over the Rainbow

Rainbow Journal

Rainbie Plushie

Spectrum Blob Plushie

Sun Blub

Sun-Sun

Cheery Windy Sticker

Cloudy Weather Sticker

Content Cloud Sticker

Fog Weather Sticker

Hail Weather Sticker

Windy Weather Sticker

Partly Cloudy Weather Sticker

Rain Weather Sticker

Sad Rainy Sticker

Sunny Weather Sticker

Wet Photograph

An Introduction to Beekeeping

Bee Punny

Bumbles Meets Quentin

Bumbles Meets Isaac

Bumbles Meets Charity

Bumbles in the Kitchen

Bumbles and the Candy Corn Ghouls

Luv the Bees Sticker

Bee Buddies Sticker

Happy Bee Sticker

Storm Honey

Fat Bee Sticker

Bea-U Sticker

Bumbus Queen Plushie

Bebebea

Brave Bee Knight

Beegle

Bumblephug

Honeybee

Beeable

Beegg

Bee Blub

Beah

Bumumble

ZomBEE

Putrid Arania Bee

ZomBEE

Amigurumi Bee Plushie

Strawberry Meringue Tart

Strawberry Crepe

Strawberry Cake

Strawberry

Pet Friends


Azerjian

Autumn Moon

Aegaeon

Ziri

Cloudflair

CobaltMoon

Chyna

Zyrian

Carpe Noctis

Gifyrra

Inkie Pie

Indigo Flame

Jaela

Kaichu

Khan

Legion

moreau

Nightracer

Dripz

Dragonfae

Shooting Star

Styx Moondreamer

Starflare

Valyris

Zilvra