More of that story. Part one of chapter one.

"Did you kill the human scum?" Sungore asked, rapping his claws on the arm of his throne. His bright blondish gold glittered in the dull light of the Lord's Chamber. It wasn't a large building, only big enough for his throne, bed and table. Still, it was grander then any other building on Felinious land, it had walls without gaps and a roof made of wood, not grass.
"Yes sir, I mean, my lord!" My friend, Moonblood, stammered. I decided to help her out, being near her father always freaked her out.
"Yes, my lord, the humans won't be getting any information from those spies." I said with a measured amount of respect. Sungore twitched his whiskers contemptuously, his golden tail swishing with ever-present irritation.
"Good. Your next assignment is to go away. Go study or whatever you idiot students do. Lupo, whatever your name is, you can stay in the tribe. For now." Lord sungore growled. I nodded, then glanced at Moonblood meaningfully. We left the building.
It was dawn outside, the rising sun staining the dry, grassless ground red, like the blood of the sky spilled upon the ground. The clans land wasn't large, just a chunk of wastelands that the humans had rejected. Still, it worked as our home. A few Felinious -- the half cat residents of the Tribe -- where jumping out of the trees they slept in, talking to friends and organizing hunts. A mother Felinious with stunning white fur was herding two kits towards a tree, where they sat. All in all, it would have been a wonderful sight is all of the people weren't terribly skinny, so much that they seemed living skeletons with fur. The kits began crying, begging for food.
"Come on," I muttered to Moonblood, who was inspecting her claws. "Lets go to the Library and study. I want to learn why the humans are so savage." Moonblood nodded her white and black spotted head and we set off towards the library, weaving around starving elders with not enough strength to get up.
The library was the smallest of the buildings in our land, with just enough room for two shelves of old, yellow books and a bench. As soon as I entered, I heard a loud hiss and a black cat threw itself at me from where it had been sitting on top of a stack of books. Taken by surprise, I growled and swatted at it. The cat landed its back paws on my hand and pushed off, doing a flip before landing back on the books and arching its back.
"Hey Blueleaf." said Moonblood calmly. The cat seemed to relax when it saw her, jumping on to her furry shoulders and purring.
"Hi Moonblood." the cat said. I tried to stop from gaping, I really did. The cat looked at me and twitched its whiskers in amusement.
"Yes, I am an Origin Felinious. My name is Blueleaf. Nice to meet you, Lupis of the Canious tribe." she said. Idiot, I told myself, you know Origins can read minds! Of course she knows your name.
"So, what are you looking for today?" she asked, jumping gracefully back to her stack of books. Still shocked by seeing an Origin, I stammered my response.
"A history on, on humans." Blueleaf looked up at me, her tail strait up like an exclamation point.
"Ooo!" she exclaimed, jumping off the books and, when she landed, trotting towards one of the shelves of books.
"This shelf is all human history. Wars, diseases, famines, discoveries, all of that. Now, for you I would suggest..." Blueleaf stood up on her hind legs, putting her front paws on an old, thick book titled, "The Road to Glory, Humans and Why they Succeeded."
"Why they succeeded! I know that already, they just kill everything that gets in their way. I want to know what will make them fail!" I growled. Blueleaf dropped down to all fours and gave me a calculating look.
"Ah, but those are one and the same, are they not?" she asked. I opened my jaws to say something, then gave it up. It was no use, arguing with an Origin. They where always one step ahead. I leaned down and picked up the book, flipping it open to a random page.
"Many philosophers think that the human race is going to grow so advanced that eventually they will colonize other planets." I read aloud. Moonblood, who had been silent for a while, looked at me sideways and said, "Uh?". Shrugging my black furred shoulders, I sighed and replied, "I don't know what it means either. Oh well, thanks Blueleaf." The Origin, who had jumped back on to her stack of books, waved her tail in farewell as Moonblood and I left the building, wondering what to do next.
"We could go hunting." suggested Moonblood. I shook my head, replying, "No, the humans no doubt realized that their scouts are dead and now have probably sent more troops. It's too risky to go out now." At first I was confused by the shocked, horrified expression on Moonblood's cat-like face. Then I realized what I was saying, and smacked myself in the muzzle.
"Correction," I announced, "That sounds like a great idea! Lets go hunting."



Do ya like it? It gets more exiting. This is just the beginning.

Story teaser

Part of another story. No title as of yet.

It was the dead of night. The ever-present chirping of crickets seemed louder, sharper then usual. The only light was the glow of a campfire, its glow seemingly choked by the thick darkness. Silhouetted in front of it where two human solders, one pacing nervously and the other seeming relaxed.
"They're going to find us... and kill us!" muttered the pacing human, shaking his head. The other let out a snort of contempt.
"Don't be a coward. Those half-beast savages aren't smart enough to notice us here." The pacing man turned to him, appearing shocked.
"Won't notice us!? We're in the middle of their territory, with a blazing fire to mark us for death! They might be savages but they can see a fire in the dead of night, that's for sure!"
"Stop being so superstitious! Anyway, even if they did see us, we could take down twenty of those ugly monsters each! Well, I could. You might be able to take two, if you're lucky." the other human said, sneering.
"What! I could take four times as many as you!" shouted the other. A torrent of curses rushed from them as they argued -- neither of them noticed the slightest movement behind them.
The bushes rattled. The crickets stopped chirping. The humans stopped arguing and looked around, confused.
"What's going -" the nervous man turned a quick 360, stopping suddenly when he faced the bushes. The other man looked at him like he was crazy.
"What's wrong with you?" he asked, and then froze as well. Two sets of glittering eyes starred at them, seeming to mock them. In the light of the fire, the humans could see the glittering green and icy blue eyes clearly.
"Moonblo-" and the night exploded in to roars.



How'd you like it? Please comment!

On another note, I'm up at lake Huron 'till Friday. At the beach. It's beautiful up here! I will post pics to make you wish you where me.

Also!

I looked at the calender and realized, out of a stroke of luck, we are getting the puppy on August 22. That's my birthday. Yay!

Also x2!

In september we might go up to Macknac (sp?) island for a day or two. I always wanted to go up there!

Hmm.

Well. I don't have anything to talk about, but I want to post on my blog. So... Activating Filter System!
*Filtering through: Past Few Days*
*Even Mildly Interesting Files Found: 0*
*Filtering through: Past Few Weeks*
*Even Mildly Interesting Files Found: 1!!!!!!*
*File Name: Going to the Breeder*
*Error: Copy Found*
*Filtering through: Future*
*Even Mildly Interesting Files Found: 2!!!!!!!!!!11111one*
*File Name(s): Birthday Coming! and Aion Coming Out Soon(ish)*
*Activating Files*

So, in a couple weeks, I will be 14. I know, right? I so totally... don't care! But oh well. On August 22, I will be 14.. Wish my good luck or I'll tear out your heart. I hope that we will go up north to my Grandparents house for my Birthday, it's always awesome.

Also.

A new game is coming out this September, Aion. A big part of it is that.. you have wings.. You can -fly-. I want wings! Apparently, you can only really fly in some places, and, at least at first, only for 60 seconds at a time. In no-fly zones, you can only glide for 60 seconds. Although it's not crappy gliding. It's actually pretty well done. And, along with flight, you can fight and you have mad skillz and all that.
Anyway, it sounds pretty interesting. I want to play it.

Something else not really interesting!

I spent all day playing Co-op Gears of War 2. That is a really fun game, I love the way you can saw someone apart with the chainsaw on your sword. With all the gore and stuff flying all over. /cackle. And I love cutting my way out of a giant, city-eating Worm with a chainsaw and flying out in a shower of blood, looking like I was painted red. And riding a huge monster, then saying to the Commander guy, "Hey, we stole a huge evil monster and we're riding it to --" and getting the answer "You WHAT?!" I mean really. What is there not to love?

Anyway. It's 3:00 AM and I should probably go to bed.
Maybe.
Ah, maybe later.

Going to the Breeder

Today, we (meaning Me, dad, mom and jerkatronic - I mean brother!) went to see a Golden Retriever Breeder somewhere in Detroit. The car ride took forever, Jerkatronic was being a Jerkatronic, and I was bored. The High Way was making me nervous. The passing was making me twitchy. Because of my gender, I was (and am) increasingly annoyed and irritated. We turned off the free way and in to a small, quiet suburb, far too small for the ranch I was thinking we where going to. We stopped in front of a very small blue house, walking in with another family that was looking for a dog. At the door, we where greeted by a friendly man who welcomed us and pushed a few happy goldens (golden retrievers) out of the way so we could all come in. The room was quite large, taken up mostly by 7 Goldens and about 8 tiny puppies. I was astounded that -none- of the dogs barked or jumped at us, simply wagging their tails and rubbing their heads in to our hands. Very friendly, laid back dogs.

The breeder talked at us for a while, going over how she bred her dogs, what she looked for in her dogs, etc. Slightly boring, but good information. While she spoke, I contented myself by petting the dogs, who discovered quickly that if they wanted pets they should croud around me. At one point I was sitting on the floor with two old goldens, a mother golden, and the only male of the dogs, all trying to get pets at the same time. It was heaven. After she told us about the litter of puppies, she told us that they actually had two litters, one in a different room. We went in there and saw another litter of at least 9 pups. Where we in heaven? I think we where.

Anyway. Getting to the point of this so-far pointless post. After going over Puppy information, we (meaning Dad and Mom) decided that we where not going to take a chance and go to see other breeders. These dogs where amazing, they had no diseases in their bloodlines, and the puppies where still for sale. So. In two weeks, we are going to see which of the pups is best for us. Dad already decided that we needed another Male dog, and there are two males. And, two weeks after that, we are going to take home a dog.

On the way home, we brainstormed pet names. The Jerkatronic suggested Kirk, Scotty, and Arthas, all WoW and Star-Trek related names. We already have a cat named Spock, and the Jerkatronic -tried- to name Summer (other cat) 709 or whatever that girl in Star-trek is. Yes, I did hit him. Hard. Mom suggested Sam, Binky and Mort, all of which we turned down. I suggested Sky, Skypaw and Willow. Dad thought about it for a moment, first suggesting Fetch and then, after much thought, Echo. All of us liked Echo, just for the sound of it. Mom said that Echo was good because it was pretty. Dad liked the meaning of the word. Jerkatronic said it was fine and shut up, he was listening to the radio.

My reason for liking the name Echo? Simple. An echo is a sound that bounces back at you. A sound that regenerates. We just lost Jamie, and getting a puppy shows that we bounced back from something hard. Just like an Echo, we bounced back form losing our dog and we are getting another. Starting again.

Too poetic for you? I thought so.

A book.

I just read/finished a book about ten minutes ago.
Buddha Boy, by Kathe Koja
It's not that long, only 117 pages. But it's not a fairy tale or anything. It's really good.
Not full of action or anything. But.. It's got a good moral to it.
So.
Read it, ya?

~We're all gods inside~

Part of random story.

Prolog



“Luna?”
“Yeah?”
“I think we, uh, died.”

That was my welcome to death. I don’t know what, or who, killed us, but now we where dead and we weren’t going back. I looked over to my best friend, Ayla or “Luna”, and gave her the “what now?” look. She around at the endless darkness, finally saying, “Well. We’re not in Heaven, thats for sure. But I thought Hell was all fiery and red, not just... black.” I was about to agree when a deep voice penetrated the darkness.
“You’re not in Heaven, or in Hell, New Ones. You are in the Realm of Judgement.” If it hadn’t been so freaking scary I would have laughed at the name. Realm of Judgement? Really?
“Make fun of the name and die. Again.” Ok. So the guy with the weird voice could read minds. That was just great. “You are here because you have been chosen. You will not be cast in to the pits of Hell like the other sinners. You two New Ones will take on jobs of great importance, treading in-between Heaven and Hell.” The voice continued.
“Great,” I muttered to Luna. “Back to Earth for us.”
“Actually, for once you are right, New One. Your new roles will take you back to your old world, Earth. But before I tell you your new roles, I will ask you both -- would you give up your relatively peaceful new lives to take these roles?” I looked at Luna, who looked up at me. I could tell she was just as torn up as I -- it sounded like a good deal, to get a little action in death. Of course, we could get the roles of Skeletal Horse Manure Collector or something crappy (Seriously, no pun intended) like that.
“You might want to take in to account that if you decline, you will have your souls torn to shards and cast in to a pit of flaming tar.” Ok! That decided things. “Good,” purred the voice. “Then I will send you both to training. At the end of your training, you will be sent in to the field.” And with that, the darkness began to change to red stone and fire.
“Wait! Tell us what our jobs are at least!” Shouted Luna in rage. I sighed.
“Forget it, Luna. He, she, it’s not going to listen to us.” Looking around, I examined our surroundings. The ground was dark, hard red stone and sand. It stretched in to the distance, without any hills or mountains. The horizon was made up of plumes of fire, with red smoke making up the sky. Very red. Still, looking at it all, I realized it didn’t really scare me. At all. It didn’t scare Luna, either. She snorted a half laugh, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Hey look, Lupis. The fire is 2-D.” She noted, pointing at a plume of very flat fire.
I was thinking worse and worse of whoever ruled this world, and I was going to voice my opinion, but was cut off. Again. This time it was a burst of raging fire in front of us, which died down to reveal two bat-winged Demons. They looked like humans, but with glowing red eyes, wings, and grey skin. Very typical. One of them approached me, and one approached Luna. As one they nodded to us, then spoke in unison.
“You are going to be taken to training. Come with us.”
My response?
“Hold on just a minute! Are our training in different areas? Will we train together or apart?” The demons didn’t seem to know how to answer that for a moment.
“If you insist, you will train side by side at first.”
“Last question. What are our jobs?” I asked. The demons exchanged a reluctant glance, then answered.
“You, little New One,” the demon in front of me said, “Will be the Receptionist. You will decide what soul will go to Heaven and what soul will go to Hell.” The other demon looked at Luna.
“You, little New one...” he paused for a moment. “You will be Death.”

Wow.

Well! That was interesting.

I was looking at my mom's Flickr pictures and stumbled across the pictures of the Leopard Moths we have found.
I love moths. Butterflies are boring and usually ugly, but moths... Perfection. So when I saw the Leopard Moth for the first time, I was astounded by its beauty.



Besides the Leopard Moth, I have seen one other kind of exotic moth, I cannot name or find a picture of it though. We raised them from caterpillars, I remember. If I recall correctly they where/are huge moths with rich brown coloration. Lovely! (Edit: The moths we raised where Cecropia Moths. Look them up, very pretty, and they have the strangest caterpillars! Like little circus animals!)

Well, today I add another rare, beautiful moth to the list. The Luna Moth.



I've never seen a living Luna Moth in my life. I didn't even know they lived here. How gorgeous is it? I love the green wings, the brown, the yellow.. And it was big, not huge, but it had a 3-inch wingspan I hazard to guess. I first saw it when going over to tell mom about her Flickr photos, and then looking at the window.. "LUNA MOTH! LUNA MOTH!" We all freaked and went outside to marvel at it and take a few pictures.

Life is full of hidden beauty.

PS. To counter that last part, as we watched the Luna Moth, I heard something rustling the leaves by my feet. I look down and see a huge Garder Snake chowing down on a equally huge toad. It was... interesting. Not exactly a hidden beauty. And adding on to that, I think I saw that toad yesterday, while working outside. Good thing I didn't get too attached to it.