Thursday, May 19, 2022

When Chickens Rule, Really

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 Originally posted on ShapeShifter Seduction

 

Stormy May Howls, Yowls, Growls, and Fowls, ShapeShifter Lovers!

I found a news clip about feral chickens and couldn't stop chuckling for awhile... thus, this flash scene set in Wolf Peak Territory, the small town of Moonrise Lake.

 When Chickens Rule

Herrosha laughed until her ribs ached. "Global conquest on the horizon." The chicken shapeshifter retrieved her delicate teacup. 

"Finally," her dear cousin giggled. "Finally, our time has come again." Rishla saluted with her teacup. 

Together, they sipped like the ladies they were. 

"We will rule the lands, roaming, stomping. feasting on the pathetic little mammals, proud dinosaurs again." Herrosha chortled laughter again. 

"Proud dinosaurs again?" Belorosa, a turkey shifter, entered their private room at the popular tearoom, the Pearl Morning Dew. "Apologies for my tardiness, ladies. The brood was particular rambunctious." 

"Most likely the recent full moon eclipse and it's Spring." Rishla patted the rose-pink cushioned chair beside her. 

"Most likely. Thank you." Belorosa reached for the teacup that Herrosha poured for her, at the perfect level, of course. 

"Feral chickens are infesting part of Hawaii, it seems. And making quite a nasty nuisance of themselves." Rishla couldn't contain her chuckles.

"Feral chickens?" Belorosa took a dainty taste of her tea. "Delicious as usual. Who's ever heard of feral chickens?" 

"Apparently, these flocks of feral poultry have been running wild for years, but recently increased to a significant number," Rishla explained, then giggled again. 

"Crowing at all hours, rudely waking people up." Herrosha dramatically intoned, rolling her eyes. "Worse, digging, tearing up gardens, even crawling beneath private fences. Some daring folks are even feeding them. Oh, the endless horror. Although, the chickens are becoming a road hazard." 

"Mygosh, who ever heard of collecting their eggs, free eggs?" Rishla refilled her teacup, adding a bit of honey. "You know, common sense--if you're hungry. Perhaps, this could be a small profitable business."

"Yes, plain ole common sense. Your own flock available for the eating. Thriving in their natural habitat, the type where today's chickens originated. You know, there's a looming food shortage." Belorosa shook her head, then savored her tea. 

Herrosha nodded. "Even as a poultry shifter myself, I have to ask, have chicken dinners gone out of style? You know, a common sense solution to the problem." She raised her brows. "What's wrong with some in the human population these days?"

"Precisely." Belorosa agreed. "Many of the Hawaiians hunt and dine on the wild pigs, after all."

"Yes, after all. But why educate those loony lazy, brain-captured humans? I, for one, am cheering for the feral chickens. They're clearly activating their dinosaur heritage--survival being a prime directive." Herrosha bobbed her head. 

Enthusiastically, in obvious agreement, her two friends followed. 

"Run, run." Rishla theatrically winged her arm. "The chickens are coming. The chickens are coming. Can you imagine it?" 

Hearty clucking laughter burst from them all.  

"It's rule by flocks and flocks of the new poultry variant, terrifying Chicken Dinos." Belorosa added. "More frightening, young mutating mobs of wild turkeys are joining."

Helpless giggling gobbles erupted.

"Not the turkeys. OMG." Hysterically laughing from her mental imagining, Herrosha nearly fell face down on the fragile-looking table.

"We're looking at the true collapse of human civilization... Chicken Dinos, beaks like jagged titanium. Turkeys with machete claws... run, run, their eyes are blood red and blazing." Rishla rocked in her chair cackling guffaws. 

When the hilarity subsided, Belorosa gobbled, "When chickens and their turkey mob rule...it's a top horror movie, I tell you."

"Eat them before they eat you... the first line of the movie trailer." Herrosha stood, suddenly all serious. "Duty summons, gal pals. It's my turn to walk with and watch over the newly arrived Celtae-DNA elder. You know, in our healing gardens."

To be continued... hopefully.

 

Wishing you love and passion on the wild side ~



Run on the Wild Side of Romance  

Kisses, 

Savanna Kougar

Monday, May 16, 2022

Still Alive, the Wolf Peak Rescue

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 Originally posted on ShapeShifter Seduction

 One Year later~Middle of May Yowls, Howls, and Growls, Shapeshifter Lovers!

Yeah, I'm still alive. It's been a beastly, sort of adventurous year of battling death in several different ways...not quite kicking fiercely yet. 

However, I'm feeling the urge to write...

~~~~~~

 Still Alive, the Wolf Peak Rescue

"All hail the Great Wolf Dog, I've found her." Dangerous growled the words low in his throat Given the hazards of his com device or telepathic message being intercepted, he didn't inform Wolf Peak Central. Not yet.

With a predator's stealthy grace he followed the human elder as she hobbled inside the upscale thrift shop. Cane in hand, she concentrated on each step.

Kitty and her Witch's Circle were on sniffing-target. Even from this distance the   Celtic-DNA woman reeked of many psi-powers, ones suppressed by the human race's generational ignorance, and by the Darkside Magicians assigned to keep her under their control. 

Despite constant diabolical attacks, the elder still lived. According to his third eye, her stubborn will, her inner Spirit, the protection of the One Divine, yip-yip-yep the elder mission-remained. Howls, in this time of Revelation and revolutionary Decision on beloved Mother Earth.

Smiling like an idiot, Dangerous froze his features into a soy-boy disguise. He ambled after the woman enjoying her delicious yet fire-hot scent--who she was in the fifth dimension. 

"Can I help you, young man?" Steely eyes peered at him over ubiquitous and sensible eyeglass frames. 

"Kitchen utensils. I just moved into a new apartment. Wally World is so dull..." Dangerous fluttered his fingers, "so unremarkable." 

"Last aisle on the right," the clerk dismissed him.

**** 

Aware of the young man entering behind her, Kymbra carefully balanced herself on the walking cane. She shuffled through the large size tee-shirts until she could part them enough to view him. 

Hell yeah, strange things, weird events, scary crap had been happening--the last couple of months. at least. Kymbra grimaced. She trusted no one. 

He appeared innocuous enough, normal enough, a metro sexual type, but with evidence of rippling muscles beneath his garish Hawaiian shirt. On the slim side, Kymbra 'ding ding' knew the man was 'tough as nails'. Yep, like the current-day cowboys competing in rodeos. 

Who are you trying fool, buddy boy? 

Determined to continue, Kymbra scowled and clamped her jaw shut. After all, she only had so much time to shop. It was a rare opportunity these damn days.

As she studied the selection of over-sized shirts, Kymbra tuned her ear for any suspicious sounds--the slightest movement toward her. 

How fast can I move being a cripple? Come on... she mocked herself.

Splat! Something struck the old wood floor at her feet Kymbra shot her gaze downward. The smell of ozone seared her nostrils. Strong blue light blasted her eyes, then instantly became a thin beam. 

In shock, somewhat blinded, Kymbra gripped the handle of the cane, but teetered backward. Abduction?

God no... 

Arms like steel rods caught her, surrounded her, stopped her fall.

"Doc, you got me..." she heard.

"Beaming you aboard, wolfie," an odd but masculine voice responded. 

"Where...?" Kymbra tried to move. Useless. 

"Stay still," the man's voice soothed, urged. "This is a rescue."

Unable to croak a sound, weak, lightheaded, Kymbra sank against the man's ultra hard frame. Am I whirling? Whatever.... In the next instant she blacked out. 

****

"All aboard," Blade Runner announced in his Bugs Bunny imitation. "Hey, junior wolf, you're crushing her against that iron like chest of yours. Let her breathe." 

"Right." Dangerous loosened his grip some as he carried the precious elder toward the ship's Restoration chamber. He made certain the dome fully opened and the lights twinkled on before gently placing her on the silvery mattress. 

"Status, bunny Captain?" he asked.

"Enemy dispatched to the outer rim of the solar system 'n spinning fast as a weaponized-comet top." 

Dangerous grinned. "Thanks, Captain." 

"Gotta take a 'circle back' route home. Space Force is sniffing at our tail. Hang on to your sharp fangs." 

"Aye, aye, Captain bunny." Dangerous kept one eye on the ancient-Celtic elder, as she was known in their Wolf Peak world, and the other on the frequency readout. 

While they seesaw-whipped through the skies, he adjusted the chamber's healing tones slowly and methodically ridding her of various toxins. Resurrection would be initiated later. 

"You're gonna be gorgeous again. Youthful and gorgeous," he promised. Noting her stubborn nature, evident in her energy field, Dangerous added."Howls by the Wolf God, whether you like it or not." 

Like Father Sun after a thunderstorm's rage, his grin broke through the clouds of his soul.

****

Lost in a foggy chaotic dreamscape, Kymbra gradually became aware of the soft cloud holding her. So soft.  

She luxuriated, clinging to the sheer pleasure. For years she'd been tired, often dragging herself from day to day.

No, I don't want to open my eyes. 

"All packed up. Ready to deliver baby formula." The determination of the woman's voice impacted Kymbra, a big jolt from the heaven's above.

"Keep in contact, sis. Promise." 

Love yet serious concern in his tone, and also command, Kymbra recognized the man who... what? What happened to me?

"Your elder is awakening. I'm outta here." 

"Yeah, when I need you--the woman to woman thing," he teased. 

"The babies need me, my team, more," his sister flippantly threw back. 

What is that distinctive accent? Kymbra heard sis's departing footsteps. Babies... the memory hit like the damn glare of a big-screen plasma TV. Hate those things. 

Kymbra's eyes popped open. Diffused violet-tinted light haloed the man's face, seemed to heal her eyes. 

Ignoring his handsome, hard-defined features, she blurted out, "I know who is hoarding the baby formula. It's them. They have to feed it to our dear leader, the sleeping O'Bidden."

Intense eyes, the aqua color of the Caribbean sea at dusk entered her soul--a gentle penetration. "Sleeping?" he asked after a pause.

"You know that creepy incubator thing they put him in...the high-tech drugs they keep him on...only baby formula works for his, his intestines, his gut, what's left of it."

He gave a thoughtful nod before saying, "I think I'm seeing what you are. The  rotting zombie under glass."

"Who are you? Where the heck am I? What's going on?" Kymbra demanded, moving to sit up. 

"Easy there, woman." He placed a calming hand on her shoulder. "A bit more healing time is required." 

Given his sincere kind voice, Kymbra obeyed. "Healing?" she snapped. "How is it you can see what I see before my mind's eye? Are you a Borg creepazoid? Did you put a chip in me?"

To be continued... hopefully.

 

Wishing you love and passion on the wild side ~



Run on the Wild Side of Romance  

Kisses, 

Savanna Kougar

Sunday, May 16, 2021

Stray Cat Strut Synchronicity

 

  Stray Cats - Stray Cat Strut (Official Video)

Originally posted on ShapeShifter Seduction

 Middle of May Yowls, Howls, and Growls, Shapeshifter Lovers! 

So, synchronicity is at a work. I was on youtube and a music video by the Stray Cats showed up unexpectedly in the recommendations. That, of course, triggered my memory of writing this particular flash scene ... yep, I moved and grooved to the song bigtime ... and get this, originally this scene was posted on May 13, 2015 ... yeah, back at the *old* blog, ShapeShifter Seductions [with an 's' at the end].

Note: Kalina, the heroine of this flash, is an ET, an AI specialist, who was abandoned on Earth in the city of Chicago. Dante, the alpha wolf leader, sent Zortega, his long lost cousin, to rescue her. At the time, they were under vicious cyber attack. 

Also, a few small changes were made to the scene


 May 13, 2015
The Rogue Stray Cat Struts His Stuff


Tuesday howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers.
Ever hear one of those songs that just tickles you no end? Well, that’s your flash scene for today. I hope you enjoy.

~~~~~~

The Rogue Stray Cat Struts His Stuff


“A crash course in Earth culture,” Kalina muttered, practicing her use of the English language. She waved her hand over the wall-sized monitor, installing the last of the current information gathered from the world wide web, including the depths of the dark net, and all the Q-clearance intel organizations she’d discovered.

Instead of an AI assassin, she’d become more of a bits-and-bytes spy. Entering the cyberworld as frequency consciousness, Kalina hid out, observing the flash and flow of traffic. Whenever lightning-pulses of secret info appeared, she chased the signature-stamped pulses down to source.

The project to save endangered information on the internet had become a serious priority with Dante. Ever since pages he’d saved to his primitive hard drive had disappeared on the net, the alpha werewolf had become a fiend for storing every last cyber-info bit he could get his paws on. To that end, over the last year’s time, he’d hired a  growing team of top-predator nerds.

Now hunting down the shadow-system perpetrators of scrubbed info, had become the favored sport of these shapeshifter nerds, and Kalina had given them tips on how and where to find their prey.

Recently, she’d helped to design the ultimate storage system, along with a secretive shifter who called himself Rogue Stray Cat. Speaking of, Kalina heard him crooning his adopted theme song as he sauntered toward the super-secured room.

“Black and orange stray cat sittin’ on a fence… Ain’t got enough dough to pay the rent… I’m flat broke but I don’t care … I strut right by with my tail in the air.”  With that Rogue Stray peeked through the crack of the sliding door, and grinned at her.

Tall, thin, with an air of regal nonchalance, he strolled inside. The door auto-shut behind him, and he took a quick swallow of his mud java as he called his first cup of coffee. Raising his brows in question, he gazed directly at her.

“Complete,” Kalina answered, then smiled at him.

Rogue Stray flipped back a shock of black and orange hair. “Let’s give it a trial run, kiddo. Then prep a program for capturing the latest and greatest on the world wide wiretap.”

“Agreed. But first you have to sing… is it the chorus?”

With a smooth flourish of his wrist, he held the coffee mug like a mike, singing… “Stray cat strut, I’m a ladies’ cat… A feline Casanova, hey man, that’s where its at…Get a shoe thrown at me from a mean old man… Get my dinner from a garbage can.”

After an affected wiggle of his dark brows, he added, “I have to tell ya, ET kiddo, the garbage cans around here are gourmet eatin’.”

“I bet they are.” Kalina giggled lustily. She couldn’t help it around him. Even though her sweetheart squeeze, as she whispered in his ear everyday… one alpha wolf shifter, Zortega, the courageous man who had rescued her, and now possessively body-guard protected her daily… he would snarl and bare his teeth whenever Rogue Stray entertained her like this.

Learning he was all snarl and no werewolf-bite, Kalina always soothed Zortega with soft kisses on his large handsome face.

“When is that savage wolf mate of yours due today?” Rogue Stray seriously regarded her. Although, laughter shone in his moon-bright, dark yellow eyes.
Kalina well knew he feline-enjoyed baiting Zortega. With a toss of her long hair, she replied, “He has a long meeting today with Dante, and most of those in the inner circle. Those who patrol and protect Peak Territory.”

“Ah, then you’re at the tender mercy of my claws,” Rogue Stray bantered. He swallowed down much of his mud java, and when he looked at her again, the nerdish glitter in his eyes ignited. “Let’s see what you’ve accomplished, little cyber miracle worker.”
The next several hours flew by comet-swiftly, as Kalina demonstrated, then explained her crystal cyber library. No spider-net cloud where info could be easily hacked… no, the global information she’d collected was now permanently catalogued inside the specialized crystals she knew how to grow. The thumb-sized crystals dazzingly flickered whenever Kalina accessed them.

“Would you like to hear your theme song?” she asked, once they explored the music library. At his eager nod, she added, “Just start singing.”

“I don’t bother chasing mice around… I slink down the alley looking for a fight…Howling to the moonlight on a hot summer night…Singin’ the blues while the lady cats cry, “Wild stray cat, you’re a real gone guy.”

Instantly, the immense screen displayed an icon for every recording, every video made so far, and included karaoke renditions. To Kalina’s surprise and delight, the center image circled larger. And there he was, her Rogue Stray. Attired in a slouch hat, dark blue sunglasses, and a ‘righteous’ outfit, he stood in front the microphone. A three-piece band played behind him as he sang the lyrics in a blusie crooning yowl.

“Yep, it’s me, kiddo.” Pride colored his words. “You aren’t going to let that singing cat out of the bag,” he added quickly, but in his usual humor-filled tone.

“No. Not if you don’t want me to.” Kalina instantly knew she owned the image-key to discovering more about him. Perhaps to discovering his past, his origin. Who he truly was… at least, some major-star clues.

“That’s the *claw cuts both ways* deal with worldwide access to info about anyone at any time, isn’t it?” he quietly asked, his tone almost a purr.

“It is. Tracked, traced, and data-based, as they say here...on planet Earth.” Kalina pointed to the giant monitor to mute the sound. She turned to face him. “It’s why Dante examines anyone allowed to work at this level. Their character, I mean. He vetted you. Don’t worry, I won’t pursue more about you.” She smiled to reassure him. “Although, my curiosity is high. I must admit.”

“Curiosity killed the cat. In my case, satisfaction won’t bring him back, kiddo. I got some mighty mean bad-ass guys on my tail. They don’t give a rip or RIP who they eliminate on the way. If you get my drift?”

His words rang true as a space geyser about to erupt. “I understand. Being on the receiving end of bad-guy pursuit myself.”

“So, I heard.” He gave her a sly wink of comradery. “Enough of this lazin’ about. Let’s get some work done.”

“One of these days, you’ll confide in me, Rogue Stray kitty kat. I have one of those listening ears. That’s what Zortega tells me.”

“Someday,” he promised, as they moved toward the master console.

Behind her, Kalina heard him purring-croon, “I wish I could be as carefree and wild, but I got cat class and I got cat style.”
 
“You do got cat class and style,” she threw over her shoulder.
~~~~~~

Here's the music video that appeared on youtube ...

Stray Cats - Be Bop A Lula

Wishing you love and passion on the wild side ~



Run on the Wild Side of Romance  

Kisses, 

Savanna Kougar

Thursday, April 22, 2021

Earth Day, Wild At Heart

  In Wolf Peak Territory

Running With Her Wolves on Earth Day

 Originally posted at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTION

Happy Mother Earth Day, ShapeShifter Lovers! 

Yep, definitely a day to LOVE Mother Earth in the Peak. Everyone celebrates, gives thanks, and most importantly, listens to the Mother. What does She need? What does She want and desire? What are her messages to those living and thriving upon her lands?

Meet Silver Bullet. He stars in a flash scene I'm currently writing. Bullet is part of the Silver Wolf Pack. They are wolf-god shifters, the grandchildren of the Thor. He's the younger brother of Thunderbolt, owner-founder of The Bohemian Thunder Club.  Located inside the Interspecies Pleasure Club, this a fine dining establishment for women, for their enjoyment--given the men serving them are incredibly sexy, and mostly naked. Yes, Silver Bullet works with his brother at the Bohemian Thunder Club, and also moonlights as a bodyguard when needed. 


This is Silver Angel, cousin of Bullet and Thunderbolt. Seeking refuge, the freedom to be herself, and a better life, she has arrived in Wolf Peak Territory. 

In her animal shifter form, basking in the crescent moon's golden glow, Gypsy Red Wolf, communes with the night, with the sacred celestial energies. Powerfully psychic, one of Wolf Peak's original founders, she leads the Peak's Circle of Witches. 

 



Run on the Wild Side of Romance  

Kisses, 

Savanna Kougar

Sunday, April 4, 2021

Atlantis, UFO File, Spring & Easter's Arrival

 In Wolf Peak Territory

Originally posted at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTION

 
 Springtime Easter Howls, Yowls, and Growls, ShapeShifter Lovers! 

Revelries abound, the ongoing joyous celebration of Spring, of Easter's arrival lifts the spirits of ALL living in the Peak.

 In harmony with the new Aquarian Age renaissance energies... and also, attuned to the rise of Atlantis, the true beneficent vision that is--all THOSE in Wolf Peak are thriving, expanding their spiritual abilities, their personal horizons. In the Peak communities many are building their surroundings, their lifestyles, in the image of their most favored historical period/era--an idealized fantasy-advanced version/vision. Or bringing forth the highest possibilities of that particular cultural time.

Through Shendy Kaslan Wize, an Atlantean Priestess, who currently lives in the Peak with her two cowboy shapeshifter mates -- because of her diplomatic liaison with the fifth-dimensional Atlantis, Shendy's original home -- now the gorgeously artistic Atlantean lifestyle of those antediluvian times is being created anew in some areas of Wolf Peak Territory.

 However, the spingtime fun, the high spirits of March/April 2021 has been tempered by the diabolical and terrible realities facing all GOOD BEINGS on our beloved planet Earth... that is, at this cosmic spinpoint. One terror plan of the alien-darkside cabal includes what has been called Project Blue Beam -- or what is known as the fake ET/Alien invasion designed to fraudulently, brutally force those on Earth beneath the crushing-torture boot of total tyranny.  

Dante, the alpha wolf shifter leader, and his various  protective teams, are preparing for the Herculean battles ahead. They are busy informing everyone in the Peak. The following video is one educational tool being used. 

Dark Journalist: X State Of The Union UFO File & Global Control!

 

 Two of the UFO Watcher Guardians in the Peak, they keep a wolfen and eagle eye on otherworld ETs, on other dimensional Visitors -- those who are friends, those who are ruthless enemies. Because yes, as revealed before, Wolf Peak has their own fearsome Space Force commanded by Blade Runner. A rabbit humanoid ET, he fell to Earth many years ago.


The sacred time of Easter is here. Joyous and sacred celebrations of the venerated Spring Goddess, of 'Christ Rising', of 'new birth' abound throughout the various Peak communities. The children are lovingly embraced with every Easter/Eostre tradition. They are encouraged to form strong bonds with all creatures great and small. For the animal side of shifters are BELOVED, HEART-TREASURED in Wolf Peak. Of course.

Given the potential psyop labeled Project Blue Beam, given the extremely volatile and dangerous endtimes before us -- then the beginning of the magnificent freedoms of the Aquarian Age... because psycho-soulless enemies from every corner of Earth, and beyond, are currently attacking Wolf Peak... yes, the warriors and warrioressses are crucial to surviving and thriving. Now from every region of Mother Earth, from every time period, also from other galaxies and dimensions,  the warrioresses and warriors gather in greater force. For, not only do they want protect the Wolf Peak community, but their fiercest desire is to join, to belong. To know real freedom.

One such warrior is Stag Man with his ancient-lineage wolf pack. Relentlessly, they fight as part of the Peak's Guardian Teams. Stag Man's impressive antlers serve as cosmic and planetary antenna... or being in direct communication with Mother Nature and the Beneficent Beings, those who favor our planet and all life here.

 According to the Peak's beloved Circle of Witches, many in the human family have realized at an ever higher, wiser level in this year 2021, that they must arise and fight, battle the evil forces desperate to conquer Mother Earth -- and all LIFE here. For too long, as a world population, the human race has been lulled into a sheep-like state of disarmed obedience. The time for spiritual discernment is here. Who is enemy? Who is friend? Let the battle begin... and be won!
 

 This is the Year of the Metal Ox, or the blade-warrior spirit of the Bull as it is called in Wolf Peak. This rogue, medieval band of merry men has time-traveled from the era of Robin Hood bringing their tough breed of cattle. Desiring to settle down, they are in search of wives. Of course, they roam and protect the wild forests of the Peak territory from every manner. every vicious type of foe.


 Once upon a time, during the Age of the Tartarian Giants, magnificent bulls ruled the skies above fantastical megalithic castles and the most splendid ornamental cities. These incredible bulls chased off, goring, then stomping on all dangerous predators. Well, it turns out a remnant population survives in Montana living deep within the Rocky Mountains. They live in isolated splendor. Representatives have contacted Dante wishing to establish a mutually beneficial relationship through trade, also offering their covert protection.

 The Feline Protectors arrive in ferocious force, once again, on planet Earth. During the times of Ancient Egypt many cat humanoids became bodyguards for those who practiced Good Magick and built the Good technology. They particularly favored powerful women. Knowing they are beloved by longtime immigrant to the Peak, Z’Pasha, granddaughter of the Egyptian goddess, Bastet, and mate of Superwolf, White Fang -- knowing they are always welcome in Wolf Peak Territory, the Feline Protectors now base themselves inside the Interspecies Pleasure Club, an enormous subterranean complex.

Well aware the exceptionally diverse Guardian Teams in Wolf Peak Territory are always revered... and in league with the Feline Protectors, the cosmos-traveling Black Panther Race is offering their wise and legendary Guidance. Several of their boldest claw-ruthless troopers have volunteered to be a part of the Peak's Guardian Teams -- also to assist in teaching all levels of defense training. For, to save this jewel of a planet is to save the galaxy itself from the darkest, most diabolical tyranny.

One of the Peak's Celtic priestess, she walks beneath the bright rays of the Worm Moon, on March 28th, also known as the Lenten Moon, Crow Moon, Crust Moon, Chaste Moon, Sugar Moon, and Sap Moon... so it begins. Mother Earth greets the rising strength and light-giving prowess of the Sun -- thus awakening, warming her soils. She feeds the robins, the other mating birds with earthworms, with the foods they need to nourish their young. With her Golden Beingness, the Celtic priestess lovingly assists Sol.

As a new Magickal Way arises upon Earth --There is More Emergence of the Fae Realm ... for, they wish to live upon the surface of our unique abundant planet. They desire to interact with humanity, to join with the mystical Divine power of the human race. Together, they wish to create a plentiful and beautiful Paradise for All.


 While Bear Shapeshifters, their clans, their families -- every species of Bear -- thrive in Wolf Peak, a new, yet ancient Bear Shamanic tribe out of the Russian lands... they now join the epic battle to keep the Peak community, and Mother Earth protected. They will use their fearsome spiritual Bear Energy to counter Project Blue Beam, to destroy the evil lizard humanoids, and the anti-human reptilian races who would conquer any and every galaxy-- for, they are AI-controlled enemies who rape, pillage, and plunder planet worlds.




Run on the Wild Side of Romance  

Kisses, 

Savanna Kougar


Wednesday, March 17, 2021

Happy St. Patrick's Day From Wolf Peak Territory

 


Wearin' of the Green Greetings, Shapeshifter lovers!

Yes, I mustered up enough time and energy to post these St. Patrick's Day images. Everyone in the Peak sends their HOWLING AND YOWLING LOVE to you and yours.



 Author Note: I began a flash scene December of last year. It's mostly finished. However, endless challenges seem to rule my life now. One day soon I hope to post that scene. Meanwhile, enjoy the images. For, the paradise that was Atlantis still lives, and is currently being resurrected in Wolf Peak Territory.






Run on the Wild Side of Romance  

Kisses, 

Savanna Kougar

 

Friday, December 25, 2020

Winter Solstice, Thor's Hammer, Cosmic Snow Kisses

 Christmas Comes To Wolf Peak Territory

  Originally posted at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTION

So, I've been working on my Winter Solstice post...but couldn't get it done before now...

Hearth and Home, Christmas Eve in Wolf Peak Territory

 Waiting for Santa Claws

 Yuletide Joy For All...

End of the Year 2020 In Wolf Peak Territory... 

Winter Solstice *Howls and Yowls and Growls* In 2020, Shapeshifter Lovers.

Again, Happy Howlidays to All from Wolf Peak Territory.

Thunderbolt, silver wolf shapeshifter and grandson of Thor, raised his dynastic lightning hammer high, a dramatic action that impressed all in the Great Hall. "Judgement by the Universe Council has arrived for the Dark Destroyers who dare bring death and destruction upon Mother Earth, upon her precious sentient beings. 

The torment, the torture of the Innocent, of the Good, has exceeded all tolerance. Despite the Cosmic Federation's proper warnings, and prior punishments, nothing has deterred Those Dark Ones Who Refuse the Heart, Those Who Rape the Soul of Sovereign Beings.

Thunderbolt swung the gigantic god-weapon crashing it on the wood-plank table. Fiery sparks, enormous flashes of blue forked lightning, the sound boomed blistering the air. Yet, the table remained untouched, perfectly pristine.

"Let the Great Judgement begin, ferocious and merciless."

"Only mercy for Those Who Are Deserving." A halo of crystalline sparks emanated from the lovely fae queen. "The Black Hearts must be cleansed from our Earth realm. We must bring forth our strongest powers, my Wolf Peak family. On this shortest day, on this longest night--this Winter Solstice--we join together in the spiritual battle. With relentless determination we will destroy Those Who Would Destroy us, Those Global Deceivers who are irreversibly harming our Great Mother planet."  


 Thundercloud, Thunderbolt's brother, brought his Hammer of Judgement down, a shattering explosion that shook the Great Gathering Hall.

"Victory belongs to the righteously good." 

Hearty bellows of agreement competed with the sound of his hammer. 


Before the echoes subsided, Saxia stood. She raised her arm in triumph as she met the gazes of those around her. "On this sacred Winter Solstice I have good news, my sisters and brothers in Wolf Peak. My home realm of Hyperborea joins this highest spiritual battle. We join with our advanced mind abilities and with our most savage warriors."

 "Saxia, Saxia, Saxia..." the chant traveled throughout the Hall.

 

  Silvermist, Thunderbolt's sister, thrust her Hammer of Judgement high. In victory. "My grandfather, Thor, lives eternally in our Spirit. We the Silver Wolf Pack. We will not accept any form of world tyranny. Now, the false gods invade our Mother Earth to rule, to ruthlessly pillage and plunder, to enslave the Helpless. No!" She pumped the hammer, "we will fight."

"Silvermist, Silvermist, Silvermist. We will fight," the thunderous chorus erupted shaking the arched rafters of the Great Hall.

"We will fight," Zheros stood, naturally commanding the attention of All. The Leader of the Stag Clans in Wolf Peak Territory, he had become one of Dante, alpha wolf leader, and his mate, Kitty's top shifter advisors. 

"Even now, as you know, we and our Fae companions, battle every enemies with the ancient and potent power of Magick. On this mystical night of the Winter Solstice the Cosmic Knowledge gained through our antenna antlers will empower our fight. We know in the Aquarian Age WE LIVE FREE or we perish on our beloved Mother Earth."

Kaashyda, Celtic Wisdom Priestess, head of various spiritual communities in the Peak... she glided beside the stag shifter. 

 "As you speak, Zheros. In the antediluvian days of Freedom when the Atlantean culture was Good, when all was prosperous and joy lived in every heart. The time when there was a grand creative paradise and every individual could bring forth according to their WILL."

Kaashyda raised her arm as if she held the torch, the torch triumphantly held by Lady Liberty.

"So it will be again. If we dare to fight. For, victory is within reach. It is ours, dearest Peak family."

Razor, Freedom Rider, and one of the roughest, toughest Bikers in Wolf Peak, clapped his two buddies on the back. The razorback boar shifter had been 'buds' with Thunderbolt's brothers, Silver Bullet and Silver Blade, since their days of patrolling the Peak's most dangerous borders.

"Hammers of Judgement!" Razor boomed like a thunderclap. "Bring them down, my Vikings. We will hammer every Soulless, Heartless enemy into useless particles. We will blow their pitiful remains into the black void of the Universe."

In unison Silver Bullet and Silver Blade struck the wood-plank table. Electrified air spun like a cyclone above everyone in the Great Hall. 


Once the storm of energy had swirled to stillness, Razor beckoned Solivia, inviting the Fae Seeress to share her mystical knowledge about the Winter Solstice. With a grace of movement, and with her two mini-dragon companions perched atop her shoulders, Solivia joined Razor. 
 
Wrapped in a subtle golden light, she beamed a smile. "I bring you good tidings from Gypsy Red Wolf and our Circle of Witches. On this 2020 Winter Solstice, on this hallowed day--the beginning of the New Light--the planets Jupiter and Saturn partner with each other in a beautiful celestial dance. This rare dance of expansive and organizing energies will guide our Aquarian Age future.  Will inspire our innovative and invention-fueled grand renaissance." 
 
Solivia opened her arms. Her wings shimmered, a bright lovely magick. "My Beloved Ones, as you know, this year's sacred-dimensional Stargate is a Goddess-God powerful transformational point on Mother Earth. Our Golden-Spirit transmutation will usher us toward greater galactic truths. Toward a whole-holy consciousness of Benefit to everyone."
 
Solivia floated, an airy beautiful vision. "Today's Grand Conjunction will ultimately revolutionize our lives beyond what most currently imagine. Know, from this point forward, epic changes will cascade like a fast-rushing, enormous waterfall. Know too, this Aquarian Age Solstice is connected to the Winter Solstice Stargate of 2012. As you realize, this was the beginning of Ascension energies. Now the full activation of the Higher Heart begins." 


 "The Higher Heart." Solivia's stag shifter mate, Draegh, approached. He embraced her close, then planted a soft kiss on her cheek. 
 "During this epic time of Change--this time of both troubles and triumphs," he addressed their gathering. "We would all be wise to have a bag full of hammers." Draegh grinned. "Hammers are practical and good tools. Right, my friends?"
His expression turned serious, his gaze far-seeing. "Cosmically, it is a time for building, constructing our world anew. By using our spiritual magickal hammers." 
 
Draegh hugged his mate closer. His love for her was visible as a radiant force. "To achieve our Aquarian-Age future we will use our bag full of hammers not only to build, but to defeat our foes. We will use the Hammer of Judgement. We will hammer, stomp every evil predator into the slime and mud. By my oath"

Dante, their alpha wolf leader, flipped the Hammer of Judgement high above him. As he strode to the speaker's platform, he performed a series of fancy and impressive maneuvers--as if he threw and twirled a baton. Thunderbolt had gifted Dante with a Thor's Hammer suited to his size.

"He's trying out for the Viking cheerleader's squad," Kitty, his mate, joked, her tone playful. She took hold of his hand as Dante joined her on the Hall's platform.

 "I have to show off for my gorgeous mate." Dante gave Kitty's waist a loving squeeze. "The Jupiter-Saturn Winter Solstice we are celebrating, this heavenly sign introducing the Aquarian Age, promises freedom, true freedom, individual freedom," he paused, then continued in his growly voice, "if we are brave enough to take it."

"We are brave enough," roared throughout the Great Hall.

"The Aquarian Age," Kitty spoke once silence reigned. "This celestial dance of planets, as Solivia explained, bestows a new harmony between women and men. We now own the opportunity to dance together with 'A Higher Heart'. With a more loving heart."

Kitty spread her arms as if she embraced everyone present. "The marriage of the feminine and masculine energies becomes possible in a holistic and beautiful way. This is because we dance, we create life in a union far beyond what we have experienced on our precious Mother Earth."

Kitty finished with these words, "We live, move, and have our being in LOVE." 
 

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