Night Owl

Prompt: Because the Night
Are you a night owl or are you the early bird? What’s your most productive time of day? When do you do your best work?

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Tonight, I combed myself. Kooa also combed me. It was a ritual, when darkness fell.

Then, we visited the ugly tree. It was our least favourite hunting ground, because we are sensitive to our surroundings. If only the orchard had better game. We made our first family in the fragrant orchard.

But now we had to feed that family. The ugly tree was sharp and unpleasant. The tree had been abused and neglected, and was unwelcoming. But Kooa and I found places there, among the tangled branches, and knew the creatures would come out in the perceived safety of the darkness.

We captured several field mice, and a cat, which we regretted. Cat was not appealing to our babies, and more importantly, we understood the cat and respected her. We were both night hunters, desperate and hungry.

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