Spiraling Wind (Rewirte)

By Spiral

• August 4, 2014




Age: 26

Gender: Male

Species: Pegasus

Appearance: medium sized build Pegasus with a silver coat with untamed scruffy and floppy spiked black mane and long tail, turquoise eye's, wider then normal wing span. He wares a tatty black hooded jacket with a brass zipper with two side pockets , a silver chain and pendent hangs loosely around his neck the pendent tho very worn and battered, the pendent has two open wing with in a circle.

Cutie Mark: A large scrappy, faded and broken up purple swirl with a red outline. represents his Evolution and holistic growth his talent is his Awareness of surrounding winds with his large wings and how to manipulate the wind itself<br />

Personality: He is very modest about himself but he can be a little clumsy due too the size of his wings when there not in use. he can be a little awkward at times and Confidence is not his strongest point and struggles with life in general but he makes the best of his situation. Spiral can be enthusiasm, determination if he focuses he is very friendly and easy to get along with. He would rather put everyone else first then himself and will never give in no matter how hard his tasks might be.

Backstory: Spiral had an earth pony farther and a Pegasus mother who both had different views on how to raise there child and spiral was often there main subject of there fights. One wanted to teach him the strength, honor and beauty of the earth the other the speed, agility and the wonders of the sky but little did they know the tiny silver colored foal had both of there traits to which gifted him with large powerful wings. Spiral endured there constant bickering for years although he was learning somethings about life and who he was there fights agravated him till he was forced to stop them with his head down and black mane cover his face as he stood between them with his wing flared out to keep them apart why must you two fight? he ask raising his head to look at them both tears streaming down each side of his face. His father glared at him and trotted outside without muttering a word he turn to his mother to see a single tear roll down her face as she realizes her 5 year old colt was acting more like a grown up then what they where and it was hurting him, she find herself apologizing for her actions she breaks down sobbing. Spiral anger had all but faded as he walks over to his mother his wing wrap around her comforting her as he has down before. After many hours of explanation Spiral found out his farther was hoping for him to be born an earth pony and blamed her for Spiral begin a Pegasus but that was what turned his heart it was the fact his father walked away and didn't come back to explain himself and his actions it felt like his father didn't care no more.<br /> <br />life carried on for Spiral and his mother they where more closer then even she taught him a lot about Pegasus life they moved to a cloud city ironical it was called clouds-dale it was busy and a wash with Technicolor pegasie of all shapes and sizes this was to be there new home. Spiral started going to school learning about how pegasie had control of the weather but spiral after a few month at school he difficult and frustrating as there was a lot of reading and writing to which it showed the most hardest thing to do as he found out when he was asked to read a paragraph in a book. Spiral begun to stutter and mispronouncing words he stop and hung his head in shame as the class was a roar with laughter the teacher stomped her hoof to the floor the room fell to silence she forced them to copy out the next three pages as she took Spiral out of the class and she explained that he wasn't in trouble she asked him some questions and asked if he would stay behind after school. Spiral took a few tests to which she found out what she suspected dyslexia a form of learning disability the teachers and even some of the student tried to help him over come his problem but to no a vile.<br />Spiral felt defeated and ashamed of himself he stopped playing with the other colts and filly's and just sat at his desk staring at an open book the word meaning nothing to him. Something caught his eyes as it passed over his page he scanned over a sentence backwards something clicked in his head he rescanned the sentence backwards he paused for a moment and looked up and said the sentence out loud and that sentence stuck with him for his whole life "We must not give up no matter what." He grabbed the book in his mouth and darts toward the teacher he showed her the sentence and asked if what he read was right she simple smiled and replied with yes Spiral felt a sense of accomplishment for something as small as a sentence but the meaning of the sentence meant more to him then anything. Spiral started to see thing a little differently as he grow up his sense and understanding changing as if someone was looking at a painting for what it was just a painting Spiral saw every brush stroke and how the colors would run into each other every little detail this changed his perspective of the world he begun asking strange questions at school that his teachers couldn't answer like who controls the wind and is it possible to be able to control.<br /><br />Spiral finishes school with below average grades he sets his sights on flight school but at the age of thirteen he was taller and much broader then others his father's and mother's traits where more visible in his physical form and in his flight as his big strong wings hammered the air with every beat thrusting him at an accelerated rate and yet begin agile Spiral but because of his size he wasn't as fast as most. He would push himself to practice everything that the teachers of flight school could his aim wasn't the same as every other pony he wanted to become as strong as the wind it's self. Spiral self training had rewarded him greatly with top marks in flight school and even had his cutie mark which represents his Evolution of his growth<br />his talent is his Awareness of his surrounding using the wind to giving him Connectivity to atmosphere it felt like he could feel Revolutions of time and the planet. Spiral could monitor the wind it's self and could make predictions of unusual weather and with the aid of his wings spiral could make small shifts and even break up strong and dangerous winds to which leads him a complicated and unrewarding life, traveling where the wind blows. <br /> <br />Spiral had just finished dealing with a troublesome twister fulled with broken branches and leafs he was littered with cuts and bruises he looked worst then what he felt or so he thought as he looks himself over. Spiral stretched out his wing to take off but the lock into place with an odd tingling the silver Pegasus lets out a whisper of ouch followed by a sigh as now he had to walk into town with his wings full spread. Spiral stopped at a sign and studied it for a few minutes Pony-vile it said and the streets where filled with ponies His face was red with embarrassment as he walked through the streets many ponies glancing over with a small chuckle as his predicament looked like something else he dodge and weave avoiding knocking something or some pony over. Finally spiral called out as he slowly made his way to the receptionist desk as a nurse watches him struggle through the doors. Take a seat and a nurse will be with you shortly she called and just as he was picking a seat a nurse touch his back this way please she said pausing expecting a name oh spiraling wind he stuttered the nurse quickly sets to work with one of his wing pushing and pulling at it with her hoofs while given him a lecture on how not to over do himself and to take better care of himself with in a few minutes she had finished she had wrapped them up in bandages and treated all of his wounds she also tells him not use them for at-lest a week. Spiral walk out the hospital with his head down the nurse gave him a massive grilling for lack of care of his wing his rump slumps to the floor and he looks upward to a ruffling sound he grins the sun celebration at the end of the week written on <br />banners and decorations littered every street like multiple colored tunnels, he heard last time this event came to Pony-vile it wasn't what ponies where expecting, things aren't too bad he thought to himself until it started to rain. Spiral sat on a bench dripping wet even with his hood of his jacket up he was soaked to the bone he shivered as another icy cold drip run down his back he was unaware that he was begin watched by the residents of Pony-vile. Spiral begins to drift off into a daydream when he is interrupted by a purple mare he didn't catch what she said but she extended her hoof toward him as a guest-ire of good will he shuffles of the bench to take her hoof she leads Spiral turns a little red in the face as he realized she was taking him to shelter out of the rain, Sugar-cube Conner it's no wonder this place hasn't melted he thought to himself as the outside of building was cover in many sugary sticky treats <br /> <br />