Saturday, October 29, 2011

Saturday Spooksville

Saturday Spooksville... That is the name of tonight’s Halloween Party for kids and adults. And, this is the Kougaress’s role, the witch on the broomstick with her black cat familiar. She is going to be doing a lot of swooping and weaving about while cackling and tossing candy kisses, wrapped for Halloween, of course.

Saturday late night mews and boos, my Halloween eager and eccentric Big Beautiful Cats... chilly last night, but warmish today on the tame prairie... talk about spooky looking... the foliage is so dry and withered from lack of rain, there is an unnatural, shiver-feel to the land right now. Be careful, my darlings, lots of nasties about for this Halloween.

Just for some black cat fun...

In this flash scene written two Halloweens ago, Sable, my heroine in BLACK CAT BEAUTY, has shifted fully to her black cat self.

The Halloween Adventures of Sable, my Black Cat Beauty girl

Relishing the chance to be in her black cat form, Sable crouched low on her belly, the wet cool leaves of autumn barely noticed. Pricking her ears she listened to the hayride wagon’s approach. She ignored the piercing rumble of the tractor engine, concentrating on the one wheel that softly creaked.

Anticipation and impatience twitched the tip of her tail. If she timed it just right, the fun would be Halloween spooky and cat-tastic Twilight now crept over the farm fields, and, already several of the teenagers sexually giggled. Many of them rubbed against each other, exploring.

Sable feline smiled, then crouched lower, preparing to spring like a demon. Instead of listening, she focused on the rolling vibration of the wagon and the mice smells embedded in the lovely fragrance of the hay. Once the wagon came into sight, she followed the spin of spokes. Tightening her sleek muscles, she waited until the edge of the second wheel appeared.

Sable launched above the wagon. Lengthening her body in mid-flight, she unsheathed her claws for effect and loosed a yowling shriek. One girl screamed bloody murder as Sable lightly landed on a pile of hay.

Immediately, she dashed like a feral black cat around the group of teenagers, scrabbling intentionally over their laps and legs. They froze or jumped in terror. Shrill yelps split the air and the wagon halted with a big jerk.

Zigzagging madly between the freaked out teens, Sable nimbly avoided their panicked swats and frantic kicks. Clumps of hay flew everywhere, then swirled around them like a blizzard.

For more cat grins, Sable seized her opportunity, leaping toward the man driving the tractor. His eyes widened, looking like twin full moons. “What the hell –“

With a plop, Sable landed on top of his wide-brimmed straw hat. Sinking her claws in, she clung for a few moments while he wildly grabbed for her snaking black tail.

Satisfied to her feline core, Sable balanced herself long enough to leap and sail to the safety of a low-hanging limb. Settling herself on a wide branch, she watched the human show below.

Authoress news and mews ~

The Kougar’s STEAM ROOM INTERVIEW with Michele Zurlo is up on Sunday, the 30th.

Plus, this Big Cat had fun going on the RIPPED ROARING HALLOWEEN HOP today. However, one of those snafu’s occurred since the Kougar had the wrong web addy for the blog hop. It should be correct now, and is ~ ~

Big Cat by-the-numbers ~

1:11 am... 8:44 pm... Power is Rising...

The most powerful weapon is the human soul on fire. ALL POWER TO THE PEOPLE! ALL POWER TO THE FREEDOM OCCUPATION!

~ Happy Spookiest October ~


And, May you live the dreams of your heart, not in interesting times...

Saturday Spooksville cackles and kisses from the Kougar...


Serena Shay said...

Wonderful interview over at the steam room, Savanna! Your sailing wishes inspired the beginnings of a poem... :) Thank you!

Savanna Kougar said...

Serena, oh so glad my yen to sail between the Greek Islands and the Virgin Islands inspired the beginning of a poem. ~smiles~