Thursday, 4 August 2016

Story #345 - The Crow and the Rat

Walking around in areas where not many go through, I tend to see different things.
This particular instance had two crows and a rat.
One was plucking away at the rodent, like a chicken does at corn, while the other looked at his brother and gave out several grieving cries.
The pecker went at it two more times, but was probably driven mad by those nags. He took flight into the distance.
The annoyed one started jabbing into the tailed being, then noticed me passing by them.
It stopped as it turned its head around to glance at me. Our eyes met for a brief second, with me looking the other way the next second.
I don't want any of that. I don't want any problems. Keep it.

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