Tuesday evening mews, precious and prophetic Big Cat Beauties... the cold is still lingering on the tame prairie... and the wind is the kind that cuts through clothing...okay, the Kougaress's general schedule for getting things done is still messed up... so she just keeps on plodding ahead however and whenever she's able... plus she's operating at low ebb, right now.
Take care, and happy Thanksgiving vibes, darling kittens. 'Cause this Big Cat loves ya~
Authoress news and mews ~
So, the Kougar managed to pen Volcano's Angelic Forecast yesterday... then she got her Tuesday flash scene written for SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS earlier today.
Armed to the wingtip...
Featured at SHAPESHIFTER SEDUCTIONS ~
The Price of Liberty
by Pat Cunningham
“Another one’s coming up the drive, Pa,” Jimmy said. “Headed right for the front door.”
“Son of a buzzard,” Abram Turkle muttered. He shoved back from the table and stalked to the front door. Barely three hours into the Thanksgiving holiday and already the shotgun leaning by the doorjamb had seen action. He might even have hit the last one. He’d slammed the door before making sure.
Abram flung the door open and swung the gun to his shoulder. “Nothing here for you, bub. Just keep walking.”
The wolf stopped dead.