[Terry: You know, I’ve missed Spitfire Celeste. Time to check in on her]
Blogging words unspoken, of a Humanitarian Mission with spitfire Celeste in Haiti
Celeste’s dreams were getting bizarre and out of control. She was dreaming of her mid teenage years in the woods, as she aimlessly wondered in her beautiful meadow. The animals knew her peaceful spirit, they would surround her with chatter and life. She never tired hearing each of their stories. As she sat under a Globe Willow tree by a stream of water, she spoke to each creature of the earth, softly and lovingly. Paying attention to their needs and giving solutions to their dilemmas, while they showered her with flowers and food.
Suddenly, Celeste felt the ground shake, as sounds of thunder grew louder in the meadow. When all her friends quickly flew the coop and hid, she stood up in her birthday suit, hair flowing lightly with the winds, as she scanned the area, she picked up her bow and arrow. She inhaled the air, located the direction the odd scent of danger was coming from, and took off at a fast pace. All kinds of different animals were stampeding past her, while begging her to save them from the fear that entered their peaceful valley.
She heard the fear in the animals, warning each other of the danger that entered the meadow. ”Run, run fast as you can, no human can catch us, but a wolf, can!” Celeste immediately ran faster after hearing a wolf was in the meadow. She rounded a bend, but the sight she saw took her breath away. The lush field of daisy’s grew in abundance, dominating the valley with it’s vibrant white, and yellow colors. Her trained skilled eyes swept over the colorful land, looking for the wolf who invaded her meadow. Bow and arrow ready, surveying the land, she verged forward in stealth.
“He’s over there, see him, see him…in the flowers! Shoot him, shoot! He sees you!” A little busy body squirrel offered her the information fanatically. She followed the way his twitching tail pointed. She could not see the wolf, but felt his eyes upon her.
Feeling the need to call to the wolf, she spoke in a firm tone, “You have entered my peaceful meadow wolf. You are not welcome here, if you plan to eat my friends. You are more than happy to stay, but you can not feed in my valley. So, if I were you, I would leave this area, before I kill you creature of Mother Earth. Or, if you feel lucky punk, I could play nice, and let you eat me instead!” She heard the soft reply growl of the hidden wolf. He gave up his hiding spot to her, the minute he growled.
Celeste had to take a double look at the flowers where the sound came from. Her sharp eagle eyes spotted the intruder. The wolf’s eyes, were perfectly the shape of the daisy. His coat of fur camouflaged into the shading of the heavily dense foliage. Making him become one with earth and flower. Celeste was impress how huge the beast eyes resembled the gorgeous flower. She hated to kill the beautiful lobo, but took aim with her bow and arrow, targeting upon the hidden fissiped mammal’s eyes.
Something inside her was telling her to put down her weapon. The wind pick up a little, and blew a message to her in a whisper. “Patience, Hialeah Elena, let him come to you, freely.” Celeste lowered her weapon, and sat cross-legged upon the ground, not taking her eyes off the canine.
“Stupid girl, stupid girl, he’s going to eat you!” The squirrel babbled to her quickly. Celeste smiled and replied, “Then so be it my friend!” Celeste never took her gaze off the intruder. Hours past by as Celeste stayed seated with her hands upon her lap, staring at her prey. The valley of flowers stayed silent, until the wolf slowly presented himself to her.
He was HUGE…so impressed with his size, she was afraid to speak. She was in awe the beauty and power this wolf held. She so wanted to run her fingers through his thick fur, and scratch him behind the ears. When she thought the thought, the wolf bared his large teeth at Celeste.
“Oh, bloody hell, get over it dude, and come let me pet you!” Celeste conversed daringly out loud. Her breath was taken away the minute the furry creature leaped in the air, and landed in front of her face. Celeste became frighten but showed no strain to the beast. She stayed cool as a cucumber, and allowed his nose to take a deep breath of her scent. He growled while he digested the human, circling her while taking analysis.
“Run, Run, he’s going to eat you!” The squirrel announced to Celeste with care. The wolf heard the rodent, he snarled the squirrel to silence. Then forged on with his inspection of Celeste. She could feel every ounce of his soul, permeate with animus, mistrust, and fear. ”Run, Hialeah, run!” Her friend warned her. The wolf left Celeste sitting on the ground when he turned his attention on the tree the squirrel hid in. He powerfully walked over to the tree, lifted his leg and pissed all over the roots.
Celeste lost her patience, quickly standing up, she held her bow and arrow aimed at the wolf. She mimic the wolf’s growl and said, ”Damn, you men! Is that all you can do, is PISS all over everything? Do not badger my friend wolf, for now you have tried my patience. Come…I am ready for you and your foul temperament. The wolf took stances ready to pounce on the human. His eyes glowed with delight ready to devour her….when…
“Celeste, Celeste, wake up my friend.” Geraldy was shaking Celeste to wake up, when she groggily came out of her dream. “What the hell, Geraldy you waking me up for?” Celeste questioned her friend. ”You must be on an important hunt to cry out in your sleep. Everyone heard you yelling out Celeste. You are scaring them with talk about a killing a wolf. So, I came up here to see who you were fighting with. You were holding your hands up in imitation of bow and arrow.” He smiled at Celeste, then laughed uncontrollably.
Celeste covered her face with her hands. Oh boy! was all she could say, Oh boy!
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- Damn, you men! Is that all you can do, is PISS all over everything? (slingshotbaby69.wordpress.com)
- I am nature! HaHa…Hear me ROAR… (slingshotbaby69.wordpress.com)
- “Get in the truck, or shush it up!” her dangerous tone told Geraldy she was not messing around! (slingshotbaby69.wordpress.com)