Fox and the Fire

Fox--a frisky orange female fox with a long, fluffy tail tipped with white--was the Great Spirit’s messenger animal. Fox was always eager to do to the Great Spirit’s biding, no matter how hard completing the task may be.

One day, while the Great Spirit was looking down at the people on Earth, the Great Spirit called to Fox. “Come here, Fox,” the Great Spirit said.

Always doing as the Great Spirit requested, Fox eagerly jumped to her feet, abandoning the fireplace,  and hurried over to the Great Spirit.

“Yes?” Fox wondered, bright-eyed as a bushbaby.

But the Great Spirit was frowning. “Look at the people. Tell me what you see.”

Fox peered down to look at the people. It was in the middle of winter, and the snow drifts were piled higher then a human dwelling. Frost covered people’s clothing, no matter how much they brushed it off. Icicles hung from the roves of the houses. The people shrived in huddles, in failed attempt to keep warm.

“The people are cold,” Fox observed in a whisper.

“Yes,” the Great Spirit sighed, “they are. You always know how to solve a problem, Fox. How do you think that we can help the people keep warm when it is cold?” Fox was also the Great Spirit’s adviser.

Fox thought. It was always warm here. But they lived high up in the sky. Something must be keeping them warm. The Great Spirit’s magic? No, she would have shared the warmth with the humans.

“I will think about this,” Fox told her friend.

Then Fox walked over to her cozy bed by the fireplace. The moment she approached, she noticed a difference in the temperature. It was more warm. The closer she got to the fire, the warmer she got.

Fox looked around. What could be emanating such warmth? She saw the fire crackling in the hearth. The fire! Of course!

In her mouth, Fox grabbed one of the sticks that was only half-ignited in the fireplace and rushed over to the Great Spirit. “I have found the answer!” Fox cried gleefully. Fox showed the Great Spirit the stick that was aflame in her jaws and told her about how she found out that it was warm.

“Brilliant, Fox!” The Great Spirit smiled warm as the fire. “Can you bring it down to Earth?”

Fox eagerly nodded and was off. She dashed down from the sky. Once she was on Earth, she searched for the humans. When she found them, many were sick from the cold. So Fox rushed foreword.

Fox looked like she was made of flames herself. The people had never seen a fox before, for she had lived far above with the Great Spirit all of her life. Beautiful Fox also brought the warmth of fire, and for that the humans were grateful.

Fox, with her knowledge of forest herbs, helped cure the sick. The people were warm, all thanks to Fox’s fire and the problem was solved.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Clay Vine Pastel Heart and Pastel Roses

This is a vine pastel heart with pastel roses that I have made. ^^ But let's get on with the description.

The first half of the heart: Chrysocolla aqua and plasma amethyst are delicately intertwined.

The second half of the heart: Robin egg azure and crimson lilac are twisted together to make the final vine.

Th first rose (the green one) is eco emerald, two leaves of summer sprig making it complete.The second (the blue one) is misty moon with two sea sapphire leaves. The third and final rose is deep sea opal adorned by (from left to right) a misty moon leaf and an eco emerald leaf.

The two vines connecting the three roses together are made with cool kunzite and picturesque pink sapphire.

Colors used:
Turquoise, deep purple, light blue, orchid, green, blue, greenish blue, light green, dark blue, light purple, hot pink.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

Nephrodite

Name: Nephrodite

Name Pronunciation: (n-e-fur-dite-y)

Name Meaning: Feline Warrior

Mother: Aqua (one of the Elements: Flame, Aqua, Clay, and Wind)

Father: Flame (one of the Elements: Flame, Aqua, Clay, and Wind)

Siblings: Deidie (dee-i-dee), goddess of water; Karea (care-a), goddess of nature; Chuntenara (ch-u-ten-are-a), goddess of chaos.

Rank: Goddess of cats, stealth, the moon, horses, and rivers.

Weapon of Choice: Jixxmoone, a magical javelin that changes into whatever she wills it to. Jixxmoone (j-ix-moon) means: Enchanted Orb of Night. Nephrodite also has a bow, arrows, and a quiver, along with her dagger, Tmite (em-my-t), but Jixxmoone

Symbol of power: A silver bow and arrow charm with the arrow shooting through a sapphire.

Pet: A felisdraco, a half-dragon half-cat winged magical animal named Cascade.

Medal: Silver

Stone: Sapphire

Element: Water

Animal: Cat

Plant: Rose

Other: Nephrodite and Deidie, although they are good friends, often bicker about their stats. Deidie’s medle is also sliver, her stone is sapphire, and her element is water. But they always make up in the end.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Clay Triple-Layer Fruit Cake Petit Four

This is a clay triple-layer fruit cake petit four that I have made. The three layers are, light blue, orchid, and lime. Dark blue blueberry frosting is smoothly set on the top. I have cut this clay petit four in half. This gives the clay petit four a half-moon shape. The whole thing is layed out on a beautiful butterfly bandana.

To dress the petit four up, different kinds of clay candy fruit line its edge, as seen below:

The clay candy fruits are--from left to right--a strawberry (cut in half), a cherry, a lemon (thinly sliced), three blueberries, and five red (although they're really dark purple) grapes.

I hope that you enjoyed this post! ^^

Colors used:
Light blue, orchid, green, dark blue, pomegranate, yellow, deep purple, dark green.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Elaborate Pastel Creme of the Garden

This is a pastel creme of the garden that I made. It is encircled by tourmaline coral and peppermint malachite vines. In the center is a big chrysocolla aqua rose. Gracefully twisting out of the bigger rose's base is a vine to which a small robin egg azure rose is attached. Lastly, two large turquoise leaves are attached opposite of the small tourmaline coral and peppermint malachite vine at the base of the chrysocolla aqua rose.

Colors used:
Mint, pink, greenish blue,  turquoise, light blue.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Pastel Teacup Roses

These are three clay pastel teacup roses that I made. The first one--from left to right--is crimson lilac. Second is tourmaline coral, and lastly is peppermint malachite. The two larger teacup roses have two green leaves and the smallest one has a single turquoise leaf. The whole thing is presented on a small deep blue bowl.

Colors used:
Deep blue, pink, orchid, green, mint, turquoise.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

Pollination: Bees

A bee flies by you. Instead of ignoring her or avoiding her in attempt to evade her stinger, stop to admire the busy little bee.

First of all, a bee will only sting you for protection. Losing her stinger will kill a bee, so if you don’t bother her, she won’t bother you.

Secondly, the world would be a very different place without bees. Many plants rely on bees to pollinate them. It is thanks to bees that we have fruit, vegetables, grains, and other plant foods.

But why do bees pollinate plants? How do bees pollinate a flower? How does the bees pollinating a plant help continue the plant species’ growth? And, lastly, how does this benefit humans?

Okay, so let’s answer the first question; why do bees pollinate plants?

Well, bees, as you may know, make the pollen from plants into honey. This is their food. They also make it into royal jelly, which they feed a larva that will become the next queen bee. The royal jelly is actually what makes a queen bee--well, a queen bee!

Anyway, back to the subject. So bees make pollen into their food; honey. But what about the second question; how does a bee pollinate a flower?

Well, a bee will first land on a flower. She will crawl inside and, when she does this, she knocks some of the pollen off of the anther. This pollen sticks to her body. She flies out and continues to collect more pollen for her colony.

Pollen does not resemble honey in appearance (or taste) at all. It is a light yellow powder.

So, what about the next question; how does the bees pollinating a plant help continue the plant species’ growth?

Okay, so let’s look back on the answer to the previous question. So the bee will crawl inside and knock the anther. What is an anther?

Well, the anther are tall (but usually more or less small to what meets the human eye), thin stems that have small oval balls at their tips. Inside of these, there is pollen. And inside of each tiny grain of pollen are two microscopic sperm cells.

You might be thinking, Sperm cells? In a flower?

Well, the truth is, flower can be three different genders; male, female, or both. A male flower has the anthers, a male part, which creates the pollen. A female flower has an ovary, a female part, which create the seeds. A flower of both of those genders has both male and female parts.
So, back to what we were talking about.

When the pollen falls from the anther and onto the bee, it, of course, brings the sperm cells with it. The pollen clings to the bee.

Now the bee travels to another flower. Let’s just say that this flower is a female. The bee crawls into the female flower to check for pollen. Female flowers, having no anther, do not create pollen. But, when the bee crawls inside, some of the pollen, sperm cells and all, gets caught on the sticky stigma, another female flower part.

The bee flies off in search of more pollen. The pollen then goes down to the ovary and meets the egg inside of the female flower (yes, female flowers have eggs). When the sperm cells and eggs are in contact, they bind together an eventually create a seed. This seed will either be released by the flower or, when the flower dies, will take its place.

Now for the last question; how does this benefit humans?

Well, all plant foods come from flowers, as I said earlier. Every single living thing depends on plants. Herbivores eat the plants directly. Carnivores eat the herbivores. There would be no herbivores if not for plants, and therefor no carnivores. And, therefor, no life.

To get a better understanding of this, let’s look at a world with no plants.

No grass grows on the ground. No trees reach for the sky with long,finger-like branches. No vegetation peppering the earth. No fragrance of flowers drifting in the breeze. But that isn’t even the half of it.

No animals or humans are on Earth anymore, either. There is no life on Earth. Not plants or animals.

So, we all depend on plants. From the smallest bacterium eating the food stuck in your teeth, to the tallest giraffe grazing the leaves in the treetops. From the biggest tiger stalking its prey to the smallest mouse munching on insects.

And we all depend on bees and the other busy pollinators; butterflies, wasps, and hummingbirds. And we can all thank them for the beauty of the wonderful Earth that we live on.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

Nephrodite, Goddess of Cats, Horses, the Moon, and Stealth

There was once a silver tabby she-cat with ice blue eyes. She was the mother of two kittens. The mother was loving, humble, and careful. Her name was Nephrodite; and her kittens were named Faria and Tomuco.

Fairia was a brown and silver and white tortoiseshell she-cat kitten with blue eyes just like her mother. Tomuco was a brown tabby with green eyes, one a bit darker then the other.

Nephrodite also had a good friend named Karea (care-a). Karea was a pink and purple frosted she-cat with amber eyes.

Nephrodite loved her kittens and her friend more then everything else in the world. She would stop to nothing to make them happy. Most cats (and people) would take advantage of this, but Fairia, Tomuco, and Karea did not. They loved Nephrodite, too, and wanted her to be happy as she made them.

But, Nephrodite’s kittens, Fairia and Tomuco, couldn’t stay out of trouble no matter how hard they tried. Hence, they always were.

And this is where the story begins.

-

“Hurry up!” Tomuco cried as he rushed just ahead of his sister. She was a bit younger then him and a bit smaller then him. He reminded her of that often. “You’re so slow!”

“I’m coming, I’m coming.” Fairia’s reply was hissed through gritted teeth.

Fairia thrust herself forward just enough to propel herself in front of her older brother.

“Ha!” she gloated, struggling to keep ahead. “How’s that for being slow?”

“Whatever,” Tomuco growled sourly. “I’m still faster.”

“Is that so?” Fairia challenged.

“Yeah!” Tomuco snorted indignantly.

“Yeah right!” Fairia hissed, her tone sarcastic.

“Yeah, right!” Tomuco replied bitterly.

“No!”

“Yes!”

“N--” Fairia cut herself off, unable to continue.

“What is it--” Tomuco stopped himself, jaws gaping.

The two were petrified in fear. Above them loomed a kwagawolf. Kwagawolves had the heads of wolves, the torso of a zebra, and the hindquarters of a kangaroo. Kwagawolves were extremely dangerous animals of the goddess of chaos, Chuntenara. This one wasn’t paying the two kittens any mind--for now. Kwagawolves had an amazing sense of smell and hearing. Taste, too.

The kittens un-petrified themselves and took a step back. Just their luck, they stepped on an extraordinarily large, and extraordinarily dry, stick.

CRUNCH.

At the sound of the tick snapping into thirds, the kwagawolf whipped her head around. Before her stood her supper. Boy, was she lucky. And hungry, too.

The kwagawolf licked her midnight-black lips. And sprang, landing on the kittens paws first. At this, the kittens promptly blacked out.

*****

Brackenbuzzards, phirebirds, moltenhawks, and countless other birds of chaos--or was it the goddess of chaos?--swirled above the kittens faster then the winds of a tornado. Stalagmites and stalactites covered the enormous cave’s ceiling and floor.

There were rivers snaking along the cave floor, shimmering like blue silk ribbons. Inside of those rivers, watercobras slithered, dark blue tongues flickered in and out of their mouths from which soft hissing flowed faster then the river’s currents.

Chemers, a mix of a dog and a lion, chewed on ancient skeletons atop hulking obsidian stones. Countless other terrifying animals of chaos filled the cave.

All eyes were fixed on the kittens.

Fairia and Tomuco stared in horror at the animals, screaming in fear. They tried to avert their eyes from the terrible sights, but whenever they turned away from one, another took its place.

Chuntenara, the goddess of chaos herself, then appeared from one of the many tunnels, this one produced a faded, blood red light. The goddess’s evil laughter filled the room, echoing off of the cave walls and filling the terrified kitten’s ears.

“Wh-what do you want with us?” Fairia stammered fearfully.

“Nefaira, the goddess of the dead, has stolen my symbol of power--the Sward of Fallen Warriors, also Quarnite,” Chuntenara replied. “I will trade her some powerful soles in return for Quarnite. Your soles.”

*****

Nephrodite felt unnerved. Something was wrong. She could feel it, deep down inside of her.

For some reason, she thought about her sweet kittens, Fairia and Tomuco. Why weren’t they back from their walk yet? They should have returned a while ago....

Nephrodite made the connection. Something was happening to her kittens. It had to be....

Nephrodite decided to look for her kittens. If they were fine, she would feel like a fool. But it was worth the risk of humiliation to helping her kittens. With that, Nephrodite raced  into the forest, worrying about her sweet kittens.

*****

Nephrodite blinked in shock. From Chuntenara’s cave, she had head a scream. She had then snuck in and had overheard Chuntenara saying to Fairia and Tomuco, “....I will trade [Nefaira] some powerful soles in return for Quarnite. Your soles.”

Shrieking in furry, Nephrodite flung herself in front of her kittens, snarling in a feral way. This itself was pure bravery, but she was unable to think of anything but saving her sweet kittens.

Nephrodite braced herself for Chuntenara’s killing blow, but none came. Instead, Chuntenara’s laughter filled the cavern.

“You,” Chuntenara cackled, “think that you can protect your puny kittens from my wrath? You don’t stand a chance, Nephrodite. Why not give up now?”

Nephrodite bravely rose her head to face the goddess. “Although it is true that I would never be able to face off a goddess,” Nephrodite admitted humbly, “the spirits may send a blessing.” A tear rolled down the silver cat’s face.

“Then the battle is all ready lost,” Chuntenara sneered mercilessly. “Good-bye, Nephrodite.”

The spirits sent their blessing.

Nephrodite rose. She was now a goddess. She had always been strong an true at heart, and this was a way to show it. She was now not just Nephrodite, but something more. She was Nephrodite, goddess of horses, the moon, cats, and stealth.

She changed into her human form and, in her hand, she held a javelin. It changed to what she willed it. It was Nephrodite’s symbol of power, Jixxmoone.

Nephrodite was able to strike down the goddess Chuntenara. She changed back into a cat and lead her kittens to safety. They lived happily from that day forth.

But a goddess Nephrodite would always remain.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Clay Spinach Ravioli

This is some clay ravioli that I have made. It is stuffed with vegan cheese and spinach. This is then topped with some dill weed (dark green clay strands) and dried basil flakes (small green clay squares). Then, I sprinkled some light orange (clay) cheese to crown it. Two intricate basil leaves finish the dish.

Colors used:
Yellow, yellow-green, green,light orange, and dark green.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Clay Ice Cream

This is some clay chocolate, vanilla, blueberry and raspberry ice cream that I made; it's topped with a chocolate drizzle and a cherry. That about sums it all up.

Sorry about the bad picture. -.-

Colors used:
Orchid, white, brown, dark blue.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Pastel Clay Roses

 

These are some pastel clay roses that I have made. But what is a pastel rose? This verity of rose has turquoise leaves and spring-like colors for the roses. These three in particular are called tourmaline coral (pink), crimson lilac (orchid), and robin egg azure (light blue). 

Colors used:

Turquoise, pink, orchid, and light blue.

-KittyLover8

© 2012

M.C.L. Clay Salad Supreme

This is my clay salad supreme that I've made! ^^ There is a verity of clay leaves in this dish; green, light green, dark green, and even purple! And it's all topped off with some carrot strips and slices of purple onions

Colors used:
Dark green, green, deep purple, white-violet, yellow-green, burnt orange.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Veggie Clay Drumstick

This is a clay veggie drumstick that I made. ^^ It is dressed up with a verity of many beautiful shades of leaves.

Colors used:
Yellow, green, dark green, and light green.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Veggie Lover Clay Pasta

This is another clay creation that I have made! :D This one is called veggie lover, as you may have seen in the menu. :) The dark green is the spinach pasta noodles and the two lighter green leaves are spinach.

Colors used:
Dark green and lighter green.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Menu

Dandelion Dreams©

Prepare to Eat Parricide©

Menu

Entrees

Chick'n drumsticks....

Everything being veterinarian in this (fake) restaurant, in the making of the (clay) chick'n drumsticks, no chickens were harmed.

Mushroom madness....

(clay) Mushrooms. Must I say more?

Okra lover....

Sprinkled with salt and pepper, this delectable okra (clay) dish will suit even the pickiest eater.

Best of the best.....

Yellow swash and zucchini complement each other in this (clay) dish.

Main Dishes

 To many toppings....Pasta....
 Click here to see more.

Veggie lover..... Pasta....

These (clay) spinach noodles will satisfy and delight anyone.

Perfection....Veggie Meat....

Thinly sliced (clay) veggie seafood is sure to bring a smile to a happy costumer.

Spinach Delight.... Salad....

With a drizzle of cool ranch dressing, this salad is a wonderful (clay) dish to have.

Outrageous orecchiette.... Pasta....
Click here to see more.

{This menu is unfinished. Updates will be added periodically.}

-KittyLover8

© 2012

M.C.L. Orecchiette

This is a clay orecchiette that I made. The orecchiette pasta is yellow, there are two different kinds of olives: black olives and green olives. Along with this, several spinach leaves are scattered over the top. To top all of this off, ground black pepper is carelessly sprinkled over everything.

Colors used:
Yellow, black, green, and red.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

Why Do Leaves Change Color?

Why do leaves change color? This informative report will answer this question which may have preyed upon your mind.

First of all, let’s answer this question: Why are leaves green?

Well, if you examine a leaf, you’ll notice veins running through it like branches on a tree.      This delicate membrane carries water and sugar to the rest of the plant so that the plant  can continue to grow taller and to grow more branches, leaves, roots and maybe even flowers and fruit. Inside of these veins there are, of course, plant cells. Within the plant cells, there are organelles. One of these organelles is called a chloroplast. Inside of the chloroplast is the answer. Chlorophyll.

Chlorophyll is a green pigment inside o the leaves’ veins. But what role does chlorophyll play?

First, let’s briefly go over leaves for a bit. Leaves act like solar panels for the plant. They move towards the light of the Sun and collect the sunlight to make energy for the plant. But how do they gather the sunlight? Chlorophyll!

So, instead of just giving leaves the beautiful green color that they are known for, chlorophyll is also vital for photosynthesis.

So now you know why leaves are green. But the question still remains unanswered: why do they change color in the fall?

Well, when a tree senses that the days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer, it knows that it will have to survive with less water and sunlight. It no longer needs its leaves and the chlorophyl.

So the tree’s leaves begin to die. They loosen themselves from the branches. As they detach themselves from the tree, they stop making chlorophyll; because it’s no longer needed. The old chlorophyll fades. This reveals the true color of the leaf that has been masked b the chlorophyll. The tree begins to hibernate.

Leaves litter the ground in a sea of beautiful fall colors, such as red, orange, yellow, brown, and gold.

The leaves have changed color!

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Another Clay Petit Four

What? I like to make clay petit fours. .3.

Anyway, this is like my 6th one that I've posted. :D

Anyway, this triangular petit four is filled with two blue clay triangles to act as that 'cake batter' and in between these is a drizzle of red clay frosting. On the outside, I draped a thin red layer of clay frosting. The very top is drizzled with turquoise clay.

Colors used:
Blue, red, and turquoise.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Petit Four Obsession

Yep. I'm obsessed with making clay petit fours. xD

Anyway.

The red petit four: Yellow, single-layer clay 'cake batter' makes the inside. The outside is covered with a thin sheet of red clay. This is topped off with a yellow-green twisted vine and a turquoise twirled-vine heart.

Colors used:
Yellow, red, yellow-green, and turquoise.

The blue petit four: This petit four also has a yellow clay 'cake' filling. This is warped in a slender layer of blue clay. A circle of overlapping clay, green leaves crowns the top with a little yellow-green rose acting as a centerpiece for the whole thing.

Colors used:
Yellow, blue, green, and yellow-green.

The green petit four: The inside is made up of (strangely enough) blue clay. The outside is coated with green, thinly-rolled clay. An orb of circles of blue clay bands the top. This surrounds a single violet circle settled solo in the center.

Colors used: Blue, green, and violet.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. A Simple Clay Rose Creme of the Garden

This is a clay red rose creme of the garden that I made. It includes a large red rose, two small red roses, a small green vine, and three green leaves; two big and one small.

Colors used:
Red and green.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Two Clay Petit Fours

The red, square petit four: Yellow clay dibble-layered cake inside with red frosting in between and a red frosting covering. Along with this, a red clay rose decorates its front. All made with clay by me. ^^'

Colors used:
Red and yellow.

The blue, round petit four: Round, green clay batter disks with a swirl of blue frosting sandwiched in the middle make the inside. The outside is a thin coating of blue clay frosting decorated with four roses on the top: a violet one; a blue one; a yellow-green one; and a red one, and a turquoise rose at the front with two green leaves.

Colors used:
Blue, green, violet, turquoise, red, and yellow-green.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Clay Ice Rose Creme of the Garden

This is a clay ice rose creme of the garden that I made. It consists of a large blue rose, a small green rose connected to a twisty green vine, two green leaves, and a twisted blue and green vine ending with both a green and a blue swirl that form a heart.

Colors used:
Green and blue.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Clay Under the Sea

This is a clay 'under the sea' thingy that I made. It includes a green stingray, a red clam with a blue pearl, a school of red and green fish, a red sea slug, a couple of blue rocks (odd....), and the sandy sea floor. The water is shaped like half of a blue clam shell.

Colors used:
Blue, green, red, and yellow.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Clay Tomatoes

These are three red clay tomatoes that I made! Is there more that I need to say? x3

Colors used:
Red and green.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Clay Mice and Frogs

These are clay blueberry candy mice with cherry ears and tails that I made. It looks like they were snaking on some barley!

Colors used:
Red, blue, and yellow.

These are two clay lime candy frogs, one on a lemon lily pad; the other in the water, that I made. ^^

Colors used:
Green and yellow.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

C.A.T.ch Phrase: Lolcat Pics that I Found Online and Loled at

M.C.L. Picture: A Few More Pictures of Clay Stuff

A clay ivy rose creme of the garden that I made. It is a green rose with red leaves.

Colors used:
Green and red.

A clay 'To Many Toppings' pasta dish that I made. It has green olives, spinach leaves, tomatoes, and cheese topping the pasta.

Colors used:
Green, red, and yellow.

 

A clay ivy rose creme of the garden that I made(I wasn't progressing much when I made this). This creme of the garden dish has one large green rose with red leaves, green vines, and two small green roses on smaller vines.

Colors used:
Green and red.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Picture: Blueberry Doughnut

A simple blueberry doughnut with blueberries that I made. I consists of a doughnut covered with blueberry frosting with seven blueberries for decoration.

Colors used:
Blue and yellow.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Picture: Clay Ice Rose and Rose Creme of the Garden

This is a clay ice rose and rose creme of the garden thingy that I made. x3 It has a large red rose, a smaller blue rose, for green leaves (two for each rose), and twisting green and blue vines. Enjoy! :3

Colors used:
Green, blue, and red.

-KittyLover8
© 2012

M.C.L. Modeling Clay Life

I really like to make things out of clay. In this little paper thingy, I will publish pictures of things that I have made out of clay. ^^ It's a hobby of mine.

Some of the things that I have made include a barbecue, an unfinished thanksgiving feast, petit fours, and a surprisingly elaborate plate of noodles

Requests will be much obligated and appreciated. ^^ Thank you!

-KittyLover8
© 2012

C.A.T.ch Phrase: Episode No. 1 of The Kitten Show

Attraction no. 1:Dance:
Dance! Mirror Mazzie's, Cuda's, Porsche's, or Shelby's moves!

Attraction no. 2: Ask:
Ask me questions about anything, really! You can ask questions about cats, the show, me, the kittens....

Attraction no. 3: Science Moment:
I will show you science-y stuff about a kitten.

Attraction no. 4: Cat Safety:
Find out about how to keep your home cat-proof and your cat happy and heathy.

Attraction no. 5: Requests:
People from the audience can request me to do a trick with a kitten of choice.

Attraction no. 6: Movie Time:
Me and the kittens will preform a short movie

Attraction no. 7: Closing:
All of the kittens will preform the cat version of "If Your Happy and You Know It".

Attraction no. 8: Good-bye:
All of the kittens will wave good-bye.

And that is what will happen in the weekly kitten show! Sadly, it will not be posted on my blog, YouTube, or anything of the such. v.v'

Well, good-bye! :D

-KittyLover8
© 2012

C.A.T.ch Phrase

I am starting a new series. Obviously, it is this--C.A.T.ch Phrase. In this series (well, more like paper), I will write about funny cat things that my awesome cats did/do. This will include the neighborhood strays that live around here.

The cats that will be mentioned in C.A.T.ch Phrase today include Mozzie, Porsche, Cuda, and Shelby. Here are their quick bios so that you get a better understanding of them (in age order, of course):

Name: Barracuda
Nickname(s): Cuda, Cudamaan
Gender: Male
Class Level (Lowest level: 1 superstar. Highest level: 10 superstars): 9 superstars
More About Performance: Can do the "play-dead" at a level of five and the "ear-milk" at a level of 10
Pelt Colors: Orange tabby with a white chest and belly
Eye Color(s): Brown
Hair Length: Short
Age Rank:  Kitten
Age: 6 months

Name: Maserati
Nickname(s): Mazie, Moz
Gender: Male
Class Level (Lowest level: 1 superstar. Highest level: 10 superstars): 10 superstars
More About Performance: Can do the "play-dead" at a level of 10 and the "ear-milk" also at a level of 10
Pelt Colors: Tan tabby with a white chest and belly
Eye Color(s): Brown
Hair Length: Short
Age Rank: Kitten
Age: 6 months

Name: Porsche
Nickname(s): Little Princess, Sugar Lump, Cream of Wheat, Porschish
Gender: Female
Class Level (Lowest level: 1 superstar. Highest level: 10 superstars): 8 superstars
More About Performance: Can do the "play-dead" at a level of 7 and the "ear-milk" at a level of 7
Pelt Colors: White frosted with tan and gray. She also has a tabby-tortoiseshell tail.
Eye Color(s): Ice blue
Hair Length: Short
Age Rank: Kitten
Age: 6 months

Name: Shelby
Nickname(s): Shelbish, Delicate Little Flower
Class Level (Lowest level: 1 superstar. Highest level: 10 superstars): 7 superstars
More About Performance: Can do the "play-dead" at a level of 6 and the "ear-milk" at a level of 5
Pelt Colors: Blackish-brownish patch-tabby with a white chest, muzzle, paws, and belly
Eye Color(s): Brown
Hair Length: Short
Age Rank: Kitten
Age: 6 months

-KittyLover8
© 2012

Vegetarianism in India

In India, many people are vegetarian. This was partly because cows are believed to be sacred. Buddhism and Jainism preach ahimsa, or non-violence and this is also a reason why a majority of the people in India are vegetarians. As a fellow vegetarian, I found this interesting.

What might a person from India have for breakfast? Well, she or he might have a bowl of pongal, a creamy, rice-based dish cooked with nuts and spices. Or maybe some sliced mango, which is native to India. Possibly some uttapam, a large, almost pancake like patty made from fermented rice and lentils and sprinkled with vegetables and spices as a topping.

With their breakfast, they might have a cup of tea or coffee. Coffee, though, is more popular in the lower part of India and tea is more popular in the uppermost section.

For lunch and dinner, an Indian might have some naan, a flat, soft, white bread sometimes flavored with garlic. Or aloo parata, a pan fried layered whole wheat bread stuffed with potatoes and spices. Onion kulcha, an onion mixed bread, might also be on the menu.

Some other lunchtime dishes include bainigan bartha, eggplant baked with mashed tomatoes and onions; palak paneer, spinach and cottage cheese with tomatoes and spices; and aloo gobi, potatoes and cauliflower cooked with spices.

In India, many people are vegetarian. This was partly because cows are believed to be sacred. Buddhism and Jainism preach ahimsa, or non-violence and this is also a reason why a majority of the people in India are vegetarians. As a fellow vegetarian, I found this interesting.

With so many delicious vegetarian dishes available, it is no wonder that there are still 300 million people in India that are vegetarian.


“What is the good way? It is the path that reflects on how it may avoid killing any living creature. Refrain from taking precious life from any living being, even to save your own life.”

~The Tirukural

(All of the dishes mentioned in this paper are meatless--vegetarian.)

-KittyLover8
© 2012

Untouchables

Raina sighed, depressed, as she sat in her bed. Her thoughts were far away, out of the village, were her poor, unfortunate friend struggled to sleep.

Her friend, Farah, was an outcast. But this was done wrongfully. Farah had been a Vaishyas, or one of the People, once. But then she made the mistake of feeding a poor, abused Slave child.

With that, Farah had been thrown out, now an outcast. The unfortunate Slave girl, named Nishi, had also been exiled. Now, the two girls were forced to live outside of the Indian village.

Raina felt depressed. Outcasts were called “untouchables”. This was because Raina and the other People, even the Slaves, were forbidden by law to talk to, connect with, or even touch an outcast. Raina missed Farah. She pitied Farah and Nishi for being forced to live such a harsh life.

Raina was angry at the Indian laws. They seemed so unfair. And Raina knew that they were. It was a harsh punishment, to be an outcast, for taking pity on someone less fortunate then you.

Raina wondered what Farah and Nishi were doing, far away from the small Indian town, right now.It was a comfort to Raina to know that the two were friends, but how were they? Were they sick? Or hurt?

The questions tugged at Raina’s brain, willing her to discover what the answers were. What lay beyond the Indian village? But Raina pushed her thoughts aside. She couldn’t allow them to cloud her mind like this.

With that, Raina snuggled into her blankets and, continuing to think about unfortunate Farah and Nishi, gave way to a restless sleep.

*****

Raina blinked away the golden sunlight. She yawned and smiled. Today was a new day. A fresh start. Time to start with a clean slate.

Raina’s smile almost instantly turned into a depressed frown. She thought about poor Farah and Nishi. How did they feel this morning? Raina wasn’t sure if she wanted to know the answer.

Raina wondered if she could help her friends....No, she stopped herself from becoming to hopeful. She couldn’t.

Raina dismissed the idea. But, instead of shoving the thought out of her head, her brain stored it deep with the back of her scull. Just for safekeeping....

*****

An ancient Indian legend asks that, if Man was divided up into different parts, what would his mouth, arms, thighs, and feet be called?

The answer, according to the ancient Indian religion, is that Man’s mouth would become the Brahmin, or the persists and scholars; Man’s arms would become the Warrior, also Kshatriyas, the warriors and rulers; Man’s thighs would become the People, also the Vaishyas, the traders and merchants; and lastly, Man’s feet would become the farmers, laborers, and slaves, or the Shudras.

These were the castes. Brahmin was the highest caste, then the Kshatriyas (the Warrior), next the Vaishyas (the People), then the Shudras (the Slave), and finally the outcasts. Outcasts are the most lowly ranking of the ancient Indian castes. They are people that have done something against the law, such as (as in the book) eaten a meal  with someone of a different, more lowly ranking. In this case, the meal was shared by one of the Shudras and a Vaishyas, Farah and Nishi.

I hope that this has given you a better understanding of what is happening in this book.
*****

Raina looked down at her small black tomcat, Sadi. Sadi had dark green eyes that were swirled with lighter green. He was presently washing Raina’s shins. Raina loved Sadi. He was so sweet and comforting, and he always managed to make her smile, even when she felt as depressed as she did today.

“Hello, Sadi,” Raina murmured, her brain thinking about Farah and Nishi.

Raina was always trying to treat animals as equals. It could, as she would admit (when she was alone), be hard with so many people out there who thought that animals were mindless organisms that were taking up space. Of course, everyone had their own opinion, but Raina would beg to differ when someone said something like that.

So, Sadi was the most pampered cat in all of India. Raina loved him and figured that he loved her back. Although she might not be able to afford a fancy cat bed or even cat food for Sadi, he managed with keeping her warm in bed at night and by keeping the mouse population in check.

“Meow,” Sadi replied brightly. “Meow, meow. Purr. Purr, purr, purr.”

Raina laughed. “I know, it is a beautiful morning, Sadi. A bit hot, I must admit. How do you think the mouse-catching will be on a day like this?”

“Meow, meow,” Sadi replied, sencer.

“Well, then,” Raina decided. “You had better go off and hunt some then! Perhaps, although I don’t mean to make your hopes sore to high, you will catch a rat or maybe even a snake.”

“Meow,” Sadi agreed enthusiastically.

With that, Sadi raced off, leaving Raina alone with a troubled mind.

*****

Raina sat down, smiling and looking down at her delicious pongal. Pongal is an Indian breakfast food. It is a creamy, rice-based dish cooked with spices and nuts. She also had some sliced mango, her personal favorite food.

Raina was also serving herself some wonderful herbal tea. The rich smells of her breakfast, the sweet, sticky scent of the mango, the savory, spicy scent of the pongal, and the peaceful, energizing scent of the herbal tea, wafted up to her. It made her momentarily forget about her friends, Farah and Nishi. Forget all of her troubles.

She sat down and took a spoonful of the pongal. She stole another sniff from the beautiful  spoonful of the Indian dish. With that, Raina leaned foreword and ate the creamy dish. She loved the spice of the pepper and other spices and the crunch of the nuts.

Soon, Raina finished her breakfast. She thought about Farah and Nishi. What did they have for breakfast? Did they even eat a breakfast? She couldn’t help but think about them.

In distress, Raina recalled her and Farah’s last conversation.



Farah was standing a little ways in front of Raina. The two were having lunch together with another friend, Ismat. Raina and Ismat had finished, and Farah was almost done, when a soft, weak knocking emanated from the door.

Farah regretfully stood and strode over to the door. Then, a bit cautious, Farah opened the door. There stood a small, thin girl whose ribs shone through her ragged, torn clothing. The girl couldn’t be more then 14, and was obviously a Slave.

Looking up at Farah with pleading eyes, the young girl asked in a weak, trembling voice, “Can you spare some food?”

The girl had probably not expected to get any food, much less be able to eat at the same table as a group of People were. But the world was full of surprises, so why not? Farah had always felt strongly that the Slaves should be treated the same as the People, and so did Raina and Ismat. This was Farah’s way of showing that all four of them were equals, no matter what there caste was.

The girl was Nishi and, somehow, the news got out that Farah had shared a meal with a Slave. Raina and Ismat were not punished because either the person who had told the ruler had not noticed them or forgotten to mention them or because they hadn’t shared a meal with Nishi, at least not technically.

And, despite Ismat and Raina’s efforts to make Farah just give Nishi food and not share a meal with her, Farah would not listen.



And that was how it had happened. Now both Farah and Nishi were outcasts, abut good friends.

Raina, though, would not allow this. She had held back for three days now and was not going to sit back and watch her innocent friends suffer. No, she was going to take action. She was going to set them free.

*****

Raina slipped, unnoticed, out of the village. She knew that, sense her friends where outcasts, they would be outside of the Indian town.

Sure enough, there, imbedded between two tall hills, was a group of people. Try as she might, though, Raina couldn’t spot Farah or Nishi. They were lost in the throng.

It saddened Raina that there were so many outcasts. There were about two dozen. Although Raina knew that quite a few had done wrongs that were not to be taken lightly and where rightfully there, Raina also knew from bitter experience that not all of them were guilty.

By now, Raina was in the bunch of outcasts. She searched for Farah and Nishi, but it was a fruitless hunt. Although there weren’t to many outcasts, they were always shifting like water in a fast-flowing river and some were yelling or arguing or even fighting.

The landscape also made it hard to maneuver. Small rock slopes dipped into the earth and miniature hills protruded upwards.

It seemed hopeless, but at last--at long last--Raina spotted Nishi.

Above the clamor of the other outcasts, Raina called, “Nishi! Nishi!”

Nishi responded, to Raina’s great relief. The small outcast hurried over to Raina. Nishi looked like she was trying to place Raina’s name with her description, but then asked, “Raina, right? What are you doing here?”

“Well,” Raina began to explain as the two girls headed away from the noise. “I came here  to bring you and Farah out of this place. We can all return to the village and become what we once were. You could start a new life as one of the people, Nishi.”

Nishi brightened at that. “A chance for a new life,” she murmured wistfully. “That does sound nice.”

“Yes,” Raina agreed, nodding, with a smile. Now, the sounds of the crowd were distant, and Raina’s headache began to fade. Then a question played across her mind. “Do you know where Farah is?”

Nishi thought for a moment. “She’s probably on the other side of the hill,” Nishi decided. “She’s found a cat and named him Bangle. He doesn’t like anyone but me and her.”

Raina nodded. She knew what Nishi meant. Sadi acted feral around anyone he didn’t know. He really only showed his full love and compassion to Raina. “Could we go and see her?” Raina wondered, eager to see her friend.

“Why not!” Nishi exclaimed. Then she grabbed hold of Raina’s hand. “Come on, I’ll lead you there!”

And so, with Nishi eagerly leading the way, the two reached the other side of the hill.

“Farah!” Raina exclaimed gleefully.

“Raina!” Farah gasped happily.

The two sprang towards each other, then the embraced one another. Bangle, a brown tabby tom with one green eye and one amber, strode up and sized up Raina, sniffing her legs for what seemed like forever. Then he finally stopped and rubbed against her calves, purring loudly.

Raina laughed. “What a sweet cat!” she exclaimed.

“What are you doing here?” Farah wondered, the exact same question that Nishi had asked when Raina had first arrived.

Raina told Farah about the plan.

“Wow,” Farah murmured, grateful, in disbelief. “How are we going to do it?”

“Well,” Raina started, her brain’s gears beginning to turn. “Maybe, sense I’m still one of the People, I can simply walk in with you guys. Then we can refuge in my home for a while and you two can re-enter the society.”

“It’s that simple?” Farah inquired, wondering if she was dreaming. “What if it doesn’t

“It’s a desperate plan,” Raina agreed. She, too, wondered if this would work or not. “But we have to try. You two don’t deserve to stay here.”

“But, if the plan doesn’t work, you could become an outcast, too,” Nishi argued fretfully, fearing for Raina.

Raina smiled and locked her hands with her friends’. “That’s a risk I’m willing to take.”

*****

After thanking Raina profusely, Farah and Nishi (along with Raina) left for the Indian village. The three of them had twisted stomaches and fidgeting fingers, but they were determined. Today they would once again be able to live their lives.

Raina lead the trio into the town.

“What if someone sees us?” Nishi asked nervously, eyes darting back and forth. “And recognizes who we are?”

“Did you see how many people are outcasts? People surely can’t keep track of all of them,” Raina rezoned. “No one will see you and Farah.”

Still anxious, Nishi nodded.

But, lost in the throng, a face watched the trio as they set for Raina’s home.



The face’s eyebrows knit with concern. The person knew who they were. And the person was sure not to lose them. She set off, closely following the trio. A smirk played across the woman’s lips. She, Zelda, had, once again, found them breaking the rules.

“Tut, tut,” Zelda muttered disapprovingly, a voice that was lost in the clamor.

But she truly was smiling. She knew that they could not escape her....

In the shadows Zelda crept. The closer she got, the larger her smile became. Then her smile became a frown. Raina, Farah, and Nishi shut the door to Raina’s house. Now Raina prepared some food for them to eat. Together.

Zelda narrowed her eyes, scowling with hatred. These three were all disobeying the laws. They were spitting upon the Indian culture. She would not allow this.

Zelda then, having instantly memorized the location of the small house, raced off to find the ruler and tell him about the disgrace that was happening right under his nose.



Raina frowned. For some reason, she felt as though she was being watched....

Raina looked at Farah and Nishi. They were petting Sadi. He was acting extremely nervous and kept on yowling and slinking about.

“You nervous too?” Raina inquired. She had giggled before saying, thinking that it was funny that, for some reason, they were both on edge, but now she frowned. Why was Sadi acting like this? Why did she feel like someone was watching her? It was a bit weird....

Raina gasped and stumbled back. The face of an apparently angry woman was staring into Raina’s window wit unblinking eyes.
“What is it, Raina?” Nishi asked, having felt the same way as Raina and Sadi. “I-is something wrong?” Nishi hardly dared to ask.

Raina pointed at the window with a trembling finger. Farah and Nishi leaned foreward and looked, but nothing was there. Raina blinked and dropped her arm. She must have imagined it.

“No,” Raina decided, shaking her head. “I just thought that there was someone looking in the window. But I am just feeling nervous and imagined it.”

“Okay,” Farah and Nishi said, resuming their visiting with Sadi.

Nishi seemed less certain, though. She kept on glancing over her shoulder as if she were being stalked.

Soon, the tension left the room. Raina smiled. She had finished their lunch. She was serving some stir-fry rice with peas and a verity of other vegetables. Along with this, their lunch was made up of nan bread and fried veggies covered in bread crumbs. Raina particularly liked the spinach and onion vegetables.

They all ate, content. Little did they know, Zelda would soon be arriving with the ruler, Opu, to confront them.

*****

A loud bang sounded from beyond the door. Gingerly, Raina opened the door. There, much to her surprise, stood Opu, the ruler, and a tall, strong woman with a scowl on her face.

“Yes?” Raina asked politely, squeezing out of the thin opening in the door and shutting in behind her, worried for her friends’ safety.

“Hiding something?” the woman snarled, fire burning in her brown eyes. The woman leaned down so that her nose was almost touching Raina’s.

After a few moments passed, the woman somehow managed to make herself look even more angry. “Well?” she questioned in a growl.

“Zelda!” Opu scolded. “We must treat them fairly.” Then he directed his attention to Raina. “May we come in?”

Raina knew that saying “no” was not an option. So instead she muttered, defeated, “Of course. It’s just that my house is a mess and maybe if you could come back later--”
“We are not coming back later!” Zelda interrupted, spewing silva onto Raina’s face. “You must let us in, girl!”

Opu attempted a peaceful entrance once more. “We would very much like to see what is inside of your home. You can clean up after we leave.”

“But--” Raina started weakly.

“No buts!” Zelda hissed, angry.

“O-of course, sir,” Raina stammered, sure to address Opu and not Zelda. “Come right in.”

Silently, Raina pleaded that Farah and Nishi were hiding or had gotten out. It was a pleasant surprise to see that they had both hidden or fled.

“I guess that it’s case closed, then,” Opu said hopefully.

Zelda skeptically pointed at the dishes on the table. “You were eating a meal for three with yourself?” she inquired dangerously.

“Um,” Raina muttered weakly. “I had people over before you came. They left.”

Raina hated lying, but she would for her friends.

“Well,” Zelda continued, her facial futures wrinkled in disgust. “We didn’t see anyone leave.”

Raina almost allowed herself to smile. Zelda was falling. “They left a while before you came,” Raina said simply. “That’s why I’m embarrassed about the condition of my house.”

Even Zelda couldn’t argue with that. Then, Zelda’s gaze turned towards the window. She jabbed a long finger at the window. “Are they the people that you were sharing your meal with?” Zelda questioned menacingly.

Outside, Farah and Nishi were fleeing. A muscle-bound man lumbered close behind them. He was screaming, “Go away! Away!” and looked about in his late 30s. He held a small knife, but that was, strangely enough, for cutting vegetables.

“What?” Raina gasped, racing towards the window. Then she quickly corrected herself, “I don’t know these people. I just think that it’s strange that they are being chased by some guy with a vegetable knife.”

“Ah,” Zelda said in a venomous tone. “So that’s why you seem to recognize the people. And, if you don’t mind my asking, did you know that these people are outcasts?”

“Um,” Raina muttered nervously. “No.”

“Then you won’t mind us making them outcasts again?”

“Well,” Raina said, struggling for something to say. “Why would outcasts be in the village? Don’t they live outside of the town? How do you know that they’re outcasts, anyway?”

“Yes, of course,” Opu, who was nervously sweating quite a bit now, budded in. “But Zelda here was the one to tell me to outlaw them the first, and now she saw you sharing a meal with and speaking to them. I’m very sorry, but I will have to make them outlaws again and I will have to make you an outcast.”

Raina, stunned, was tongue-tied. “But--”

“I said no buts!” Zelda hissed, seizing Raina’s arm in an iron grip. “Now, you must come. Quietly.”

Raina did not come quietly. She struggled and screamed and kicked, hoping to warn her friends about Zelda and Opu’s approach. But, busy trying to evade the angry man, Farah and Nishi didn’t realize that they were about to become outcasts again until it was too late. Powerful-looking Warriors sprung upon them. They held them tightly.

And, Zelda (now empty-handed, sense and Warrior had now taken hold of Raina) proudly led the way out of the village, to where the outcasts lay huddled. Soon, Raina, Farah, and Nishi would join the group.

*****

Farah and Nishi waited. They caught a glimpse of Opu with a tall, angry-looking woman. Knowing what was in store, Nishi whispered sadly, “They’re going to make us outcasts again!”

“What do we do?” Farah wondered aloud.

“I don’t know!” Nishi murmured under her breath.

“No!” Farah gasped. “They’re coming in! Look!”

Sure enough, Raina was begrudgingly turning the knob. Any second now, Nishi, Farah, and Raina would become outcasts again.

“We have to hide!” Farah decided, not wishing to join the outcasts.

“They’ll just find us!” Nishi wailed.

“Then what should we do?” Farah inquired, heart pounding.

Not thinking, Nishi grabbed hold of Farah’s arm and jumped out of the open window. Together, they fled as Raina, Opu, and the strange woman entered Raina’s home.

They found a large bush and hid within it, terrified. A heartbeat later, Nishi gasped, pointing at a window, “This place is someone’s home!”

“It doesn’t matter,” Farah said, thinking about poor Raina. “They might be making Raina an outcast right now! What if she needs our help?”

“No,” Nishi said, pointing at and angry man that was lumbering towards them, a knife with bits of cabbage stuck to it in his enormous hand. “That’s the danger!”

“Oh no,” Farah squeaked.

The man had reached them not. He pated his knife in his hand like a batter might with a baseball bat. “You’re in my yard,” he grunted sourly.

“Oh hello, Badal,” Farah managed, weakly waving her hand. “We didn’t know that this was your yard. We’ll go now--”

“Hey,” Badal growled in realization, kniting his large, fuzzy eyebrows. “You’re outcasts, aren’t you?”

“Oh?” Farah said casually. She and Nishi were slowly inching away from Badal. His cabbage knife looked pretty sharp, and he obviously wasn’t afraid to use it.

“Yeah,” Badal said, jutting his chin out. He meant for it to give him a menacing, intimidating look, but it made him look more like he was a small child pouting about something.

With that, deciding not to take their chances, Farah and Nishi raced off, Badal pursuing them.
*****

After arriving at the outcast group and trading stories. They were all distraught. Now, they figured, there was no hope for them to become people again. If they did, they guessed that Zelda and Opu would just throw them out again.

“Why don’t we just flee?” Raina suggested, hating being an outcast.

“And live out in the wilderness with no one who knows about survival on their own?” Farah said.

“Well, isn’t that better then being an outcast?” Nishi reasoned. “I, personally, would much rather be alone in the wilderness then be an outcast.”

Raina and Farah nodded in agreement.

“We can’t just walk out, though, can we?” Farah wondered anxiously, eyes darting about and taking in the other outcasts. “Wouldn’t the other outcasts see us?”

“I guess we’ll just have to sneak out,” Raina decided.

“You don’t understand,” Nishi said, feeling crushed. “Farah is right. They’ll spot us for sure if we attempt escape. Then they’ll riot and want to come with us.”

“We’ve got to try!” Raina said desperately.

“You’re right,” Nishi agreed. “I hate this place.”

Farah nodded. “When do we execute the plan?” she inquired.

“Well, I guess at night,” Raina decided.

“But isn’t nighttime when people most expect an escape?” Nishi asked.
“Yeah,” Raina agreed. “But we can’t flee in broad daylight.”

“Why don’t we leave at dusk?” Farah wondered. “Time isn’t that important, anyway.”

“Then it’s decided,” Raina said happily. “We leave at dusk. Now we’d better get some sleep.”

They all agreed, and drifted into sleep, their dreams filled with thoughts of freedom.

*****

“Raina,” a voice whispered.

Raina jumped awake. Farah was standing over her, waiting for her to wake up. “What?” she asked. Then she remembered the escape plan. “Oh. Let’s go.”

Nishi was waiting a few yards away. She gestured for them to hurry, eyeing a giant man  in a too-tight, pea-green teeshirt and ripped jeans with brown, close-cropped haircut.

And they raced towards the darkening horizon, They raced towards freedom.

-KittyLover8
 © 2012