#wildkatze

[wildlifegermany]

Marten, Raccoon, Wildcat and Badger recorded at night with the Wildlife Camera

[meisterdrucke]

Wildcat in a Tree by Wilhelm Kuhnert (1902, coloured lithograph)

[coffeenuts]

[intoabsentia]

𝖂𝖎𝖑𝖉𝖐𝖆𝖙���𝖊 𝖇𝖞 𝕾𝖑𝖆𝖌𝖒𝖆𝖚𝖗

[fantasywelt]

(via Untersetzer (4er Set) mit "Puma #1-1#" von FantasyWelt)

[wildbeimwild]

Hauskatze und Wildkatze: Hybridisierungen und ihre Auswirkungen

Zwischenartlichen Kreuzungen auf der Spur: Obwohl Haus- und Wildkatze gemeinsam Nachwuchs hervorbringen können, kam es während ihrer rund 2000 Jahre langen Co-Existenz in Europa kaum zu Hybridisierungen. Dies zeigt eine Untersuchung von paläogenetischem Material aus Funden beider Arten. Die seltenen Paarungen sind dabei wohl vor allem auf Verhaltensunterschiede zurückzuführen. Wie am Beispiel…

[ninibeingdelulu]

Mimicking his mannerisms ✧

Plot: You mimic your boyfriend’s mannerisms.

At first, the enigmatic striker didn't seem to register your playful imitations of his signature subtle smirks or the way his steely cobalt eyes would narrow with razor focus.

Why would he? To Kaiser, such trivial details weren't worth breaking concentration over.

That utter absorption in the game, in dismantling defenses and obliterating opponents through sheer, leonine skill is what made you start mirroring his mannerisms in the first place.

The way his chiseled features settled into that stony, impenetrable mask of intensity whether dribbling a ball or simply contemplating strategy...you found it weirdly entrancing.

Which is why, bundled up on the sofa freshly showered after a match, you erupted into peals of giggles after perfectly emulating Kaiser's celebratory chest thump and fist pump from earlier when he'd scored the game-winner.

Complete with your best attempt at replicating that guttural grunt of exertion just to sell the impression.

At first, Michael merely arched one of those winged brows fractionally, gaze flickering over to you with mild interest. Studying, analyzing, deconstructing your silly antics just as he might an opponent's offensive patterns to identify weaknesses.

You beamed right back without a shred of self-consciousness, striking another achingly-familiar pose - feet braced apart, knees bent, arms raised like they're clutching an invisible ball, mouth curling into that infuriatingly smug half-grin Kaiser flashes before blowing past defenders like they're standing still.

And...was that the ghost of a chuckle rumbling up from the striker's barrel chest at catching your overly-earnest mimicry? Sure sounded like it before he hastily muffled the impulse, eyes crinkling with unmistakable amusement.

In a flash, you pounced - taking shameless advantage of your petite stature to clamber right into his lap before he could protest or deflect.

Looping your arms loosely around his thick neck, you peered down with dancing eyes and an impish grin.

"Something funny, Master Sniper?"

You crooned his moniker in an exaggerated baritone approximation of his own molten vocals.

"Don't tell me the great Michael Kaiser is finally going easy on the opposition?"

Michael, to his credit, didn't so much as flinch at your flagrant invasion of his personal space. Just leveled you with one of those piercing, soul-searing stares from beneath heavy lids for a pregnant pause.

Almost as if evaluating whether to simply disengage entirely...or take the bait and engage with this maddeningly irreverent side of you that delighted in needling his legendary composure.

Then, before you could react, those powerful arms looped in an inescapable vise around your midsection, crushing your squirming body flush against his own.

One broad palm cradled the nape of your neck, callused thumb dragging along the line of your jaw as Kaiser fixed you with a lopsided smirk crackling with unspoken challenge.

"So that's how you want to play it, wildkatze ?" Any pretense towards stoicism evaporated in favor of that rich, honeyed baritone dripping with roguish self-assurance that stole your breath more effectively than any physical exertion.

"Well then...no more holding back, starting now."

Those silvery eyes glinted like sharpened steel as he effortlessly flipped your positions with that same controlled, explosive grace he wields between the lines - pinning you bodily beneath his solid, unyielding weight with startling swiftness.

One sensual caress along the curve of your lips with the calloused pad of his thumb ignited tingling shockwaves through your nerve endings.

"Let's see how good your impressions really are...starting with the most important celebration of all once we're done here."

Any further protests dissolved into breathless, keening pleas of surrender as Kaiser set about teaching you to mimic the only poses and exertions that truly matter between the two of you.

[thatswhywelovegermany]

European Wildcat kept group of hikers from leaving the Solling Tower

Police forces in Uslar, Lower Saxony, were called for an unusual operation. A group of 15 hikers visited the Solling Tower, an observation tower at the highest peak of the Strutberg in the Solling range of mountains. When they wanted to leave, they encountered a European wildcat, similar in appearance to a house cat, but a bit larger with bushier fur, which had sat down on the stairs at the foot of the tower, furiously hissing at the hikers. The hikers were afraid of passing the angry cat and couldn't think of another solution but call the police. Officers of the Uslar police station were able to chase the cat away, enabling the hikers to safely leave the tower. The responsible forest warden was informed, who agreed to try to suggest a move to the wildcat – outside the area of the Solling Tower – the police said.

[kneelingshadowsalome]

For confident soldier lady, what about callsign Claws? Or Whiskers?

I was thinking about 'Lynx', but I'm not sure if this feline thing is gonna work after all 🤔 perhaps König just calls her Wildkatze in the bedroom and her callsign is something else?

It would be so so so cute if he called her Whiskers though, confident soldier lady would be so annoyed 🤭

[farnwedel]

Lizenz zum Beißen 02: Oh good, he's seventeen

Phils POV!

Er findet Vanda heiß. Wildkatze, scharfe Krallen (und Zähne) und so. Damals™ empfand er ihre Flirts als Folter und es hat ihn alles gekostet, sich zurückzuhalten. Jetzt ist aber alles anders und er wird ihr die Wut rausvögeln, oder so ähnlich. Bei diesen Gedanken bekommt er einen Ständer. Bisschen awkward, weil ihn in diesem Moment Father Andrew anspricht.

…oh, Phil ist ein Werwolf, pardon, Lykaner.

Sie suchen einen Termin, zu dem sie Vanda unauffällig locken können, unter Vorspielung falscher Tatsachen.

Obwohl Phil ein paar Sätze vorher noch bei sich denkt:

Phil wusste aus seinen Psychologie-Seminaren, dass man niemandem eine Therapie aufzwingen konnte. Niemand konnte sich ändern, ohne es wirklich zu wollen, und Vanda wollte eindeutig nicht.

(Tierpsychologie, btw.)

Father Andrew erwähnt, dass ein Sponsor sich nie zu sehr auf seinen Klienten einlassen solle, was Phils ursprüngliche Pläne natürlich ein wenig durchkreuzt. Aber:

Er war jetzt ein Alphawolf, eine der mächtigsten übernatürlichen Kreaturen, die es auf Erden gab. Wenn er eine Frau wollte, würde ihn kein Priester davon abhalten. Keine unsinnige Regel würde sich ihm in den Weg stellen.

…beruhigend.

Und, Moment. Er war 19, als er Vanda kennenlernte. Fünf Jahre haben sie zusammen bei/für Roman gearbeitet und das ist drei Jahre her. Also ist Phil jetzt siebenundzwanzig? Und hat fast vollständig graues Haar?

Okay.

Phil geht sich mit seinen Kollegen Howard (Werbär) und Phineas (Vampir) unterhalten. Das Gespräch ist niveauvoll.

Howard bot Phil eine Dose Kaffeeweißer an. „Ich mag ihn schwarz.“ „Ich mag sie auch schwarz.“

Oh boy. 

Übrigens werden hier immer wieder Figuren erwähnt, von denen ich vermute, dass sie in anderen Bänden der Reihe eine Rolle gespielt haben, aber…ich kenn die halt so gar nicht, deswegen skippe ich das immer. 😅

Ein gewisser Jack und Connor kommen dazu. Lagebesprechung: Casimir, Anführer der Malcontents, ist in Nordamerika. Sie planen, ihm eine Falle zu stellen. Die Verlobung (Jacks Verlobung) muss unter besonderem Schutz stehen, weil Casimir da angreifen könnte.

Ende der Besprechung. Phil lässt sich von Connor Informationen (Vanda war seit 1950 in dem Harem, lange bevor Roman ihn „geerbt“ hat) und Vandas Autoschlüssel geben, um eine Ausrede zu haben, sie heute nochmal zu sehen.

[mosertone]

Norwegian Wildkatze chasing a fox

[catncore]

FILL IN WITH DETAILS ABOUT YOUR MUSE AS IF THEY WERE A CHARACTER IN A DATING SIM.

NAME — hanekoma sanae / 羽狛 早苗

PROFESSION — cafe owner ( common route ) / producer of shibuya (true route)

WHERE THEY CAN BE FOUND — more often than not, he is at his shop on cat street. the gamble mechanic of finding him there is the fact the shop is inconsistent with when it's open. you have a higher percentage of the shop being open if you've started a route with joshua with good favorability.

FAVORITE FOOD TYPE — coffee is the easiest item to get ahold of when it comes to hanekoma. the house blend at wildkatz is what will really win you point. the secondary secret food would be natto. in combination, on different encounters giving him both items has a higher likelihood of turning you to the true route rather than a common route.

FAVORITE ALCOHOLIC DRINK — he doesn't tend to drink alcohol but beers fine. he'd rather have coffee instead of alcohol.

WHERE THEY WOULD GO ON A DATE — he is very firm on the fact it's not a date. that said, more often than not, all the major stops around shibuya and to people watch. of course, its not just people watching for him. you catch him looking past things at things that aren't there. he's also checking his phone a lot but its still a good time. (common route.) should you be lucky enough to unlock the true route, you'll go roof topping to all the best sights in the city.

IDEAL GIFT — you'll have to get to know joshua to know that answer.

HOW MANY DATES UNTIL THEY KISS — on the common route, you don't kiss him. in fact, its easiest to put it that he doesn't look at any of this through a dating lens. he isn't interested. if you push for anything romantic with him, he will politely turn you down, the first time. more than once and you run the risk of him shutting the route down and you won't catch him anywhere for the rest of the playthrough. on the true route, while he still doesn't kiss you on the lips, he will kiss you on the forehead to give you a angels blessing which ups your favorability within shibuya! neat!

TAGGED BY: @cosmama TAGGING: @the-composer , @groovepawn , @hopeful-hugz , @lollipopsandgunshots

[meisterdrucke]

Wildcat - lGouache on paper, Private Collection

[aestheticvoyage2024]

Day 74: Thursday March 14, 2024 - "Spring Break!"

On Spring Break, the Cordova girls were in Tucson today and they snatched William up for an afternoon playdate at WildKatz. Mama, on a six day work double, knowing that I would feast on that gift, worked it out with her sister to give me this whole afternoon to myself. What a complete treat. Not that I don't love being a Dad, and how fun this 33 month old is - - its just brutal to be on your own every day when Audrie is at work, feeling like there is none of that much needed "me time" - and so what I did I do with today's blessing? Laid in the sun and meditated for a bit, and then stepped into the invite to get into better health, digging my nice gym shoes out from under the bed, and strapping in for a productive time on the elliptical at LA Fitness. The check in guy was nice and didn't mention anything about how I hadn't been there since last May - I suppose it doesnt matter. What really matters is that I was given the gift of time today by my in-laws. And I invested that gift in taking the important first step and pushing mysefl up and over that challenging first obstacle. All down hill from here. At the end of tonight, I was so incredibly grateful for this mid-week break and ready to take on the back half of this run with vigor and alacrity - for myself, and my family.

Song: Huey Lewis And The News - Heart and Soul

Quote: "We have a word for that in Japanese. It’s called ma. Emptiness. It’s there intentionally. (claps hands) The time in between my clapping is ma. If you just have non-stop action with no breathing space at all, it’s just busyness. But if you take a moment, then the tension building…can grow into a wider dimension. If you just have constant tension all the time you just get numb… What really matters is the underlying emotions…that you never let go of those." ~Hayao Miyazaki

[aestheticvoyage2023]

Day 357: Saturday December 23, 2023 - "Toddler Christmas Party"

With little heads bobbing just below the kitchen island, with little hands reaching up and checking for cookies - this is what a toddler Christmas party looks like. We joined Bre and Tom in midtown for some good entertainment of little kids running around, burning some of that Christmas build up energy. It was like wildkatz with an open (snack) bar.

Song: The Royal Guardsman - Christmas Bells

Quote: "At Christmas, play and make good cheer, for Christmas comes but once a year." — Thomas Tusser