A-to-Z blog challenge Cats

This post is actually different from the one I will do in a few days for "Kitty cats."

I want to talk about how cats is a HUGE part of my inspiration for my stories.

I love cats, I like to watch them play around with agility and learn by the time. I like their piercing eyes and their quick  attention to details.

Cats appear in a lot of my stories, they are often cameos of my cats, well my sister cat.

I can consider as my cat because he would only listen to me or her, because during summer when she was goinjg to work, but the kitten was to young yet she would throw him in my room, protect him from our dog. He is a black, long hair cat. Have piercing yellow eyes and skinning in bones. When he sit, his back arch so up it really looks like a cartoon drawing. It always impress me, and he always look at you as if he is bored or find us stupid. ( I can here him being like " you idiot, what do you think I am?")

His name is Willy.

My cat, that me and my best friend adopted, she had long hair and when standing up she looked like a lion, all powerful, but with a soft heart, a great leader. Her name was Pixie, my best friend, used her as a exercise TV show for her class last year, and there was actually a company that wanted to hire her to make that TV show ( cartoon) come to life, but she refuse, she said she was willing to sell the concept to the guy but he really wanted her to supervise and create the story with them so he said no. You can find some of the characters here, its her DeviantArt account. Now she makes plushies, that's what she love to do.

And now there is Minouch ( realy name Priscilla, but its long. Call her Pri-Pri, cat or Minouch), she is my oldest Sister new cat. She is small in figure, tail twice as long as her body, very swift , have extra thumbs and one claw that is stuck out all the time. She is sharp, hear everything, and a quick learner, she learn how to hunt mouses so fast, my dad is proud. ( Find it funny cause when he was Minouch bringing her third mouse in front of the garage, he look at the fat orange cat, Elvis and ask when he would move his butt XD He counter attack by trying to capture a squirrel, which end up him being stuck in a three and my dad laughing.)

I Have a stories where Willy and Pixie are in there ( Pixie is evil, XD ) I still have to come up with a story about Minouch yet, but she intrigue me so much every time I go down for a visit that I know I will come up with the best story for her.

and thats it for today, I know that I have shedual another post about cats, ( Kitty cats, I know, I know, but it was the first thing that came up in my mnind with the letter K) But on that post I will talk about the stories that my cats had influence on, for now: Take care!

Steph~

A-to-Z blog challenger - Bamboo

Bamboo, odd right?

But it come out in my story often. Well, in one that I really like. It came to me in a dream ( ho how original right?), it was actually me, I was older and asleep, but then I got up sharply after the room shake, I rush out my room ( witch was huge, I felt like I was in a mention, all gold and warm colors) to see smoke coming out of the next room. I felt worried and scared shitless, I rush in the room to see the wall completely blown out and a women, in black armor, on a black smoky horse ( like smoke, really it wasn't tangible.) she was holding a baby in her arm, I scream, the baby cry, the lady laugh and fly away ( no really. Its a dream yeah?)

I rush to the crib and there this, panda plushie toy, look used and floppy. My husband, I guess, rush next to me, and cry
"PANDA" ( I always laugh when I remember that part, its just so...so, unusual.)

and the toy became life. It stood up, look at him, then me, then the wall still smoking. It grew bigger as it move and then gallop in the air after the baby.

Then it god more weird, I cry to my husband ( which I don't really remember the name right now, I think its William but I'm pretty sure its the kid name.) to save our  son, then he look at me ( which I had a hard time cause his his hat was hiding half his face, eyes.) and say
"Get the stake knife"
"No, I told you I wont use them. Its not me!" I cry at him, in distress, he shook his head, took out his lab coat and get out some small bright yellow container.
"Don't do it for me, but for our son." I huff, angry and I took out a stake knife from my belt, there is sparks coming out from it, I hear thunder outside.

The rest is blurry but I know I came out to get my son back and kick some ass.

...

now your probably wondering what the hell does it have to do with bamboo. Well after that dream I continue daydreaming about those characters and my son, control earth, like I control thunder and my husband water. His guardian is a giant panda, but what trigger his power ( like me its the stake knife) is a bamboo stick, thin and light like a pencil, when ever he grab it in his head, he transform into some kind of ninja with bamboo armor.

I have a daughter, she control the wind, and her guardian is a phoenix. I don't know what trigger her powers though, in my head I say she is to young yet to trigger it. It just happen that for self defense, my husband force trigger our son power at young age(which I was very angry about and nearly kill him by throwing my stake knife at him. He didn't budge, witch I was more angry at him.)

anyway, there this WHOLE story about them, mostly my son, and how because of his magic bond he fell in love with a non magic girl, just like my husband happen to me and when our bond got deeper, my magic came out ( by mistake, what ever first object I touch would be the object that would trigger open my magic.)

I could write a lot more about it, I have a short, well two short, about my link and my son link with his girl. I have in my future plan to write about them someday ( after I Have Daniel story done.)  I will write more when the time come from, but for now, that's what I had to say about today's challenge about bamboo.

Its awesome, with lots of Pandas.

love,

Steph~

A-to-Z blog challenge - Amanda

Amanda is not a person, but a character actually!

I chose her to represent the letter A today because of a few things. She wasn't the first character I had invented in my head; she is part of 13 sisters, and the oldest. No I choose her because of her personality that I still admire of her.

She has parts of personality that I give to her that I admired for my oldest sister. She is smart, witty and great leader, she know when to take a joke and when to become serious. She will do everything to protect her sibling, and will listen to them. She have an open mind and heart, she will accept everyone for who they are no matter what.

Amanda, when she pop in my head came (like I said above) with 13 sisters, her being the oldest and wisest. She is part eagle (courage and loyal) she have the long, strong wings and tail in her back. She have long brown hair that match her wings, she is usually wearing a long dress. Her golden eyes are piercing and can see everything.

Sometimes, when I go to my inner place for peace and quiet, it’s never quiet, I go to this really old, beat up, two story high house and she is often there, and I talk to her, to bring my though back in track, to take away the fog in my mind. She never left me; she is still inside me whenever I need her.

I still remember the 13 sisters, but not as much as her, which is a shame since I really liked those characters, they just need more...modification of a sort.

And this, was about Amanda, the loyal eagle. Next up Letter B like bamboo!

Steph~