Predator and Prey

The owl perched on the tree branch and peered into the darkness. Its keen eyesight picked up movement in the undergrowth nearby, and it readied itself to swoop down on whatever was foolish enough to leave the safety of the overgrown bushes and shrubs that lined the path through the forest.

Perhaps it would be a rabbit? It had been at least a week since the owl had enjoyed a nice, tasty rabbit.

Perhaps it would be a field mouse? It wasn’t unusual for field mice to wander into the forest and lo...