Gale-force

The weather at Nameless was awful.  It was dark outside.  It was also raining.  The wind had left mere gale-force behind some time ago and was now approaching hurricane-strength.  The occasional crack of thunder made itself felt as well.

A larger than normal gust of wind arose, gathering with it a couple of the smaller trees from behind the 'Round.  But it dumped them a moment later, in the carpark, along with its other cargo - a kangaroo, two emus, and Cyber Moggy.  Cyber Moggy staggered to her feet, and narrowly missed being kicked in the head by the kangaroo.  

"At least it was only windy back home," she groaned.  

She spotted the 'Round.  "And at least I can get something to drink."  She staggered inside.