Who Is Mistral Dawn?

Mistral Dawn is a thirty-something gal who has lived on both coasts of the US but somehow never in the middle. She currently resides in the Southeast US with her kitty cats (please spay or neuter! :-)) where she works as a hospital drudge and attends graduate school. Taken By The Huntsman is her first effort at writing fiction and if it is well received she has ideas for several more novels and short-stories in this series. Please feel free to visit her on FaceBook or drop her a line at mistralkdawn@gmail.com

Wednesday, May 3, 2017

#Agent Thoth's #Personal Log: Day 542

Hey Everyone! :-)

Agent Thoth discusses more of the trials and tribulations associated with living with hominids. Incidentally, if you've missed Agent Thoth's earlier entries, you can find them here: Thoth's Journal

Department for the Preservation and Confirmation of Intelligent Life (DPCIL)
Agent Thoth's Personal Log

Day Five-Hundred-Forty-Two:
Since his brief incarceration, the infant felid has been somewhat subdued. His sneak-attacks against my hominid-servant's feet have been at a minimum, and he has even shown far more respect for my need for adequate rest. I'm not certain how long this reprieve will last, but I have been taking advantage of it by continuing my studies on the inhabitants of this world.

Yesterday, as I was observing the behavior of the small avians on the other side of one of the portals, the tiny pest seemed to take an interest in my work. I attempted to encourage this by explaining what I was doing and why, in the hopes that he would be willing to restrain himself when he sees me working in the future. However, my explanations seemed to fall on deaf ears, as he soon became distracted by the fluttering movements of the avians.

The loud thwack he made when he attempted to pounce on them, and instead impacted with the clear glass of the portal, naturally, frightened the skittish creatures away. Which, of course, put an end to this opportunity for observing them. When I attempted to express my disgust with his thoughtless action, the small beast ran off, presumably, to attack something. I'm not certain I will ever truly understand the thought processes of this puerile animal.

Poor Agent Thoth! He never seems to be able to catch a break when it comes to that pesky infant felid. ;-) You may have noticed that Agent Thoth has a new look. I hope you like his new picture as much as I do, but I'd love to hear your thoughts, either way. Feel free to let me know what you think in the comments. ;-) Happy reading, everyone!

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