A grey medium-sized mainecoon kitten stretched and let out a yawn, her owner was away.
Doing what? That's their own business, not hers.

She trotted around, trying to find something else to play with. She had already played with everything in the house.

From couch to toy mouse she had attacked everything.

Now today was different, her owner had not fully locked her kitty door to the forest. And when a bored cat sees this, she wants out!

With a leap she had jumped out, stopping to look around.

She could tell she isn't in danger from her sight, it is her natural cat instinct to watch for danger isn't it?

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Yarn found herself in a field, surprisingly very far away from her home. It had been about 3 hours since she left home on her journey for fun.

She saw something in the distance. Maybe a new play toy for her? Or maybe a threat? But Yarn the big kitten didn't care!

A small brown hare feeds on grass nearby. Yarn the cat follows quickly.
Once she came closer she realized there was another hare, from the size she could tell the first hare was male and second was female.

Usually cats with kittens would hunt the smaller female, for it would be easier since there will be less energy wasted. But Yarn was not with any kittens, she had nothing to fear.

Yarn got down low, shaking her back once in a while.

The smaller tan female hare looked up, she was smarter than the male.

One paw in front...one paw up...put the paw down...claws unsheathed...and... Pounce!

The male hare ran through lage grass, but Yarn was too fast for him. Her large leap gave her a boast. Her small yet sharp claws sunk into the larger male hares back.

He stopped running, Yarn sunk her teeth into his neck, a big cat's killer bite. But the male hare moved rapidly, trying to knock Yarn off her.

Yarn lifted he male up and knocked around, paralyzing him for a few seconds.

The male hare kept kicking at her shoulder, trying to knock her off him. But failing since he died soon after.

The female hare ran away, luckily Yarn was satisfied with the large male hare she had hunted.

Yarn looked up, it had started to get dark.

She walked in the direction of where she thought home was, but she was unsure.

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It had gotten so dark, Yarn was so scared. She had carried the hare for dear life, it was the only thing she had on her that could even remotely save her from death.

She started loudly meowing, newborn kitten meowing. She desperately hoped her mother was here, or at least a friendly cat who would take her home. She desperately wanted home, but her mews could still attract death.

Someone, she wanted anyone. Now she knew it was a bad idea to leave home.

Then loud clicks were heard near her. It was accompanied by loud flapping wings and the sound of tree branches swaging.

She saw crows all around her. They were friendly, they did not hurt her. Just started circling around her.
A large crow flew down, making eye contact with her and it turned its head like a cat.

Other crows, large and small looked down, they paid no attention to the dead hare.

Then she just fainted, no pain no nothing.
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A door creaked open, Killer was home.

But Yarn wasn't.

Killer walked around their house, trying to find their cat. But they failed.
Then once they set sights on the backdoor to the outside, they noticed it was just barely opened with barely noticeable.

Then it dawned on them, Yarn had left.

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They ran around the forest, they had noticed cat paw prints on the ground. So they followed the steps.

Then they saw something, a patch of grey fur. With blood.

They looked more carefully. And saw two pairs of paws on the ground, they desperately tried to convince themselves that Yarn had just caught a mouse, they kept running and running.

trying to keep following their cat's paw prints, he realized they had stopped.

They tried to keep looking for the paw prints but they just disappeared, then they saw feathers, not any feathers. But crow feathers.

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Extra long cause I felt happy today :]