Kiss to the winged messenger, Big Kitties. Upon awakening the Kougar stuck her head out the window, admiring the emerald green grass growing like weeds on her prairie, and enjoying the air, warm with Spring's arrival, and bright with the overhead sun. From the corner of her eye, the Kougaress spied a brown bird arrowing toward a tree branch. Even perched for a bit, moi could not tell what kind of birdie it was, so she sent a little message asking the bird to come closer, yet not expecting that outcome.
Yep, the deep brown birdie, medium-sized, with a pale orangey breast coloring, flew right before the Kougar, landing on top of the dried up stalk, one from last year's milkweed forest. Ready to be praised and admired, brown birdie preened handsomely, yet kept a careful watch for predators. The Kougaress cooed, speaking lovingly, using both thought and her voice. Amazingly, brown birdie boy, remained a long while, then hopping-flew from stalk to stalk, staying close.
It was a wondrous experience, Big Beautiful Cats, and the Kougar does not know if it was simply a lovely inter-species contact or a shamanic message...or both. However, the birdies are trilling and feeding, winging and swooping...probably building their nests.
Just outside moi's writing area, two itsy bitsy birdies quickly peck, concentrating on nourishing themselves.
O Winged Messenger, a message for moi?
Perhaps, the winging of her novels into the hands of those readers who would enjoy them...hope, hope.
For now, back to writing...Lady Sheridan and Baron Zaggry are winging inside his flight limo toward a carnal appointment neither one of them desires...yet one which will offer them a sacred prize toward victory in the Braverth ~ All Shades of Blue Paradise ~ Book II, Pleasures of Blue Lotus Oil ~ Siren Publishing.
Winged kiss from the Kougar...
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