"Gazing upon you, my Mother, my hate against your anger, I will be equal of your natural fury. Dark and Treacherous, yet you do have a pure heart to support us. Above us, you are going to bring us your rains, your tears and your crackling lights to make us fear toward you, in vain."

As the dark clouds from the storm were coming with their provoking sounds, the mysterious Sicranf, standing at the cliff of his homeland island, was waiting to get answered from Nature itself. Though, no response had been sent back.

"Gaia! Answer me! Mother of all livings on your back, I implore you to break your anger in lack. Once more to those who have done nothing to your splendor! The rain is needed, yes, But your anger is not necessary on our necessary labor! They take care of their nests, your rage should go to the West! "

The albatross spreaded his wings, letting them feeling the wings pushing against them, like pushing against his will toward the hungry, yet still angry, storm. His eyes didn't falter, standing on the same cliff.

" Gaia! Answer me! Mother of all livings on your back, I implore you to break your storm from your cloudy hand. I, the one who is with the winds, is in front of your anger with a demand. Their lives have a stronger that you have forgotten!...."

He paused, staring at the clouds, which they did stop to move toward him, like if they were waiting their command to continue.... or retreating. Thought, Sicranf thought he got the attention of of Mother's Nature herself. He lifted his head to the clouds to finish his speech.

"Love... isn't what you did not forbidden... to us? Our Love is shared with you and... it is unforgotten."

A moment of silence was held. Only the winds were treacherous to whispers in his ears. Although, the dark clouds progressively moved forward as the rain began to drop. Sicranf closed his eyes, letting the water tickeling his whole body. Yet, no crackeling thunders were dropped during that time. Under his wings, he fapped his wings, one time, to take his flight in the dark sky, following with a smile on his long beak.

"Gaia... don't cry... we forgive you. We love you as how like you are. Let me take your cloudy hand so we can fly together. Your happiness will bring the Sun on your face, once more...."

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Woohee! The first picture of my Totem Animal when I was born! Getting a feeling of being with one with the nature is quite unique. As we are alway afraid under our house when a thunderstorm is coming, Sicranf is mostly the one on his island to whitstand against that kind of force.

Does he has something related with Gaia, the planet herself? A simple Shaman of his time? Why he would do that? Can he really able to control the forces of Nature? No one knows for sure. But did he know those too or simply he was playing like a fool?

Mysterious, questions.... only he knows the answers... which he, yet, wishes not to reveal, even with his marks on his back.


Sicranf and story @  p9iko0

Art @  rikkoshaye

The original picture can be found here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/18514355/