And now we continue Ghost...
Veil felt himself being bodily tossed around amongst the howling winds of the vortex, helpless to stop himself from tumbling over and over again with each powerful gust of wind. His body was flung to left and to the right, forward and back, up and down- this continued until the poor guy was so confused that he had begun to cry and sob, begging for it to end. And then, without warning a hole of bright light tore through the darkness of the vortex and the vermin was flung screaming through the hole, which quickly closed behind him with a rumbling crack of thunder.
To a normal beast the phenomenon that just occurred in the skies was simply known as thunder, singling that it was to rain soon and cover must be found. But, in actuality, it was the savior of beasts who were on the edge or had caught the eye of the mighty creator in heavens. Particularly known as guardian angels in most stories. As of now this angel wasn't returning to the world of the living very gracefully.
Screaming at the top his lungs the ferret rocketed through the air like an arrow, gradually getting lower and lower to the ground. His arms pinned to his sides from the force of the momentum, the vermin ghost shot down towards the ground, and squeezing his eyes shut the angel braced himself for the impact.
Gregory the hedgehog grunted as he re shouldered the canvas on his back, intent on getting to that clearing before the sunset. It was a perfect example of Mossflower's beauty, the sunset. He just had to get a painting of it! It was a sure fire victory for him if he entered it into the art competition at Kovara! Grinning as he saw the hill with the oak sapling, he felt his pace quicken. Almost there, he thought excitedly, soon I'll get that awesome scene and-
SHHHHHHHHEEEEEWWWW-
"What the-" But the hedgehog didn't finish his sentence, because in the next instance the spiny animal was knocked off of his footpaws by a gust of wind, his spines shredding his poor canvas. But oddly the animal wasn't mad or enraged, in fact, he had his eyes shut and he was whimpering! His paws shaking the hedgehog slowly opened his eyes, and would of sat up if it weren't for the canvas skewered to his back.
Pulling a confused face the woodlander reached a paw behind himself, and grabbing the canvas he tried to get it off, but the paper slipped out of his grasp and he lightly bumped one of his spines. And then he paused, even more confused. Reaching behind again he grabbed one of his spines, and tugged.
Seconds later a horrified scream echoed through the forest.
Hai guys! I just thought I'd do a quick chapter, and I had to cut it off to build up some tension. Sooo yeah is a cliff hanger! ;3
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