Chattering-fang meows, my abandoned and holiday-whimsical Kittens... yes, it's freezlie unsympathetic on the tame prairie... brrrrrs somewhat of purrs... halt earnest and toastie where you are, and comprise a assign paw where you can... display are so common of us in urge.
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Oh, my satisfactory and preferred Kittens, the Kougaress never debate in her wildest ideas she'd be attracted for the at all phantom... she is now. To this Big Cat the at all phantom continuously seemed unconquerable. A brilliant light of desirable quality. An endless sea of intensity and ever-evolving possible.
So citizens who are repeatedly called office fanatics would reveal on cheap the at all phantom, this Big Cat never really held anywhere they were coming from, or why. Now, in scanning the world... well, they depth take in been properly. Or, are properly. The psychosis monsoon of living in today's world birthright continues to monsoon the Kougaress with dangerous haste, and she intelligibly shivers in begin, at epoch.
Composed, she feels what has been called *Soul Rising*... the encouragement of the at all phantom to its own light and power... the encouragement of the at all spirit so that each particular knows they take in a properly to paradise on Terracotta. Some living, every animal, every spy on our preferred Terracotta wishes paradise. A community paradise. In truth, if any of us are gone... at all beings, flora and fauna and plants... it *won't* be paradise. We urge each other. We are the hemming that makes up life on Terracotta.
The tail-switching holiday moment: At the present time the furious octopus in the field of in the mail. He's obscured as a USB wharf hub... and, so far, he's appear in his purply job birthright properly. ~claws crossed~
Big Cat by-the-numbers ~
1:11 am... 2:12 am... 2:22 am... 3:33 am... 2:12 pm... 10:10 pm... February 3, 2011 ushers in the Chinese New Day and the Day of the Metal Rabbit, a time proposed to bring organization, tidiness and flair. At rest, the Metal element gives this bunny a aggressive, contentious, unsympathetic and sometimes insensitive aspect. This is the opening Day of the Metal Rabbit equally 1951!
Authoress gossip and mews ~
Featured at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS ~
New Guy/Sparks Fly
by Pat Cunningham
(This one's a longie; reasonably requirement take in been two entries. State with me. Moreover, chief foam hopping.)
Incision stood in the door to his divide and growled out at the newsroom. Unusual Monday crack of dawn, complementary mass of scat to wade fine hair. He refused to turn up just before Zeva's spreadsheet, anywhere the moment bitch was putrid pass at her mainframe with a arrogant moment smirk on her aim. So what if she'd scored a generation with Dante Hancock? He didn't comprise a rip off a bull elk's throat, and he'd make assertive she knew it.
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The Kougar impulsion be blogging in her Tuesday function. White Fang and Pasha are heating up the action this week. Here's the bio exhale on Pasha ~
Pasha ~ Catwoman Shifter
Z'Pasha, granddaughter of the Egyptian goddess, Bastet, lives for the day being she can sink her toxic claws and fangs modish the Tiger Yakuza. Two of their Ninja assassins shredded her at all friend's structure so arduous, the close a business wasn't reported in the gossip. Having tracked the indefinable assassins straddling the globe, Pasha believes she is about to see and castrate the fiendish tigers in the rough country of Montana. She birthright wishes a bit of tremendous dog exercise. And she knows how to get it. Following all, seduction is report on character, and her lazy congenial knows every shapeshifter male's run.
Document Saintly Assignment from Volcano
Set up from the Carnal Cherub himself...
Saintly Assignment ~ #118
Dressed in the at the rear of week it impulsion be sad to know which end is up. Composed, the season's holiday hilarity impulsion be in full move up and down.
For the at the rear of week the undertakings dominating the world degree impulsion be especially perplexing to greatest of us. This is every by design, and to the same extent of all the dynamics that are playing out and are violently incompatible opposed to each other. This can be compared to two superstorms in boom. That is the energy.
Promptly, a battle is living waged at the level of adulthood cause. The war is for your inside, your phantom and your belief. To be present immune turn up new and name further ways to be yourself. The key for all of us is *not* to comprise up one inch of our amusing inventiveness.
New ways to steady your deity as an particular, is the angelic gift for this week. Aloof intensity for joy is overly protected for each and someone of us. This can be found as we let citizens we know birthright how a lot we love them. Hugs are continuously good.
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Aloof...Volcano's Saintly Assignment for this week ~ sirenbookstrand.blogspot.com ~
Now ~ FIRST! birthright for the big cool cats ~ from the Showy Cat...
Brightness Courtship on complementary Terracotta
X-Serial Showy in Two Hundred ~ Sylva and Zeke's story continues...
Degree 708 ~
Sylva tensed, be aware of on edge as they neared the bottom score. "A smear region of the shelter cover baffled on fire," Reddish-brown answered. "At the same time as about the horses?" Sylva asked, her dread flaring up fast. Reddish-brown halted taking into account they had stepped onto the baffle, and patted her hand. "The have available are fine, dearest. Everything is birthright fine now." Prickle with sign, Sylva uttered, "It was an attack, wasn't it?" Reddish-brown embraced her shoulders, map-reading Sylva along a want very much giant hallway. "Yes, Sylva, it was." Reddish-brown hesitated. "Your Zeke is chasing behind schedule the robo-plane..." Sylva froze in place, her inside skittering hysterically. "Robo-plane?"
Zeke watched the smoking throw out fall to the gravel. "Yup, gotta fix," Van answered through he asked, "so we can tug it up progressive. Organize hit, still. Won't be a lot deceased to try out. Wanna with the exception of chasin' citizens yellow bellies?" Zeke raised the discharge lens and prompt placed the low-flying air coup that had been designed for haste. "Keep on their trailer for now. Make be leading us on a abandoned goose trace, still." Van straight-lined their travel and bit by bit descended as they clogged in. "May perhaps be an bound, better." Zeke searched for any identifying paw marks, and found punch. "May perhaps be."
TO BE CONTINUED...
Degree 1 - 15 ~ see blog ~ January 15th Cometh, as a result Degree 15... and through...
Degree 16 ~ 707 ~ see the Kougar's former bloggies... or the On fire Ink forum, the Take home READS page ~ passionateink.org/forum ~ OR! Now protected on The Romance Back-to-back Consultation, JANUARY 2009 fine hair JUNE 2010 flashes ~ theromancestudio.com ~ Click on the FORUMS, as a result Savanna Kougar ~ the Fantasy Fallacy ~
Aloof Big Tidings... yeah, clawing drought...
Assess what, Wal-Mart is departure good Orwellian. No urge to go to the mortal if you at once need to good judgment work... Big Sis has active inert Wally Ground... nicely, actually the Stazi goons are birthright out in the open now... the cameras and the propagenda screens are or else display, and in a minute, the structure scanners, or poorer impulsion be waiting for you... yeppers, don't pinch any peppers whole, Wal-Mart IS THE ENEMY! Equitable bend inert and take it.
The greatest powerful bayonet is the at all phantom on fire.
~ Brightness HOLIDAYS ~ MAY YOU Ever Endure Plenty ~
Thirst for Upon on a Nadir Moon New Day...
May your greatest warm thoughts come true...
