The Mouse Catcher

Hello once again dear reader, it's story time again aren't you excited oh I know I am! Today's story is one I heard actually fairly recently about an owl. This story is about an owl in the early days of colonial men venturing through the U. S. of A.

Enjoy. Oh and I somehow forgot to say the name of the last story, it was known as Childish God, and this story is called The Mouse Catcher.

I looked down on the duo as they headed towards the strange pile of trees, it had an odd shape like pointed mountain peak. I watched them head nearer.The short one carrying a rabbit, the large one holding a bent branch in his hand. They came closer to the wooden pile and opened a hole. It was like a cave made of wood! They then entered the wood cave disappearing.

I could still smell them along with the rabbit. Oh how it smelt good, but then I smelt something awful - fire! Not good, not good, not good at all the wood cave will burn! The entire forest will burn! I flew down and circled the wood cave but it seemed fine somehow. Why, why isn't it up in flames yet!?

I continued circling with my head trained at it when I noticed a hole in the wood cave. So I dropped down to it and landed and what I saw was amazing! The young one was crouched over the flame seemingly fine, how, how were they so calm with the fire in their wooden cave? Then I noticed the rabbit over the fire being licked by the flames, why would they do that -  burning their meal?

In my shock I didn't notice the large one coming at me full force with some kind of sharp rock! I hopped up and flew away from him screeching, I mean how could it be foolish enough to attack me, the wise one, when I was only worried for their safety.The man was yelling at me like a stupid crow. I had decided now that these things where idiots, fools! They dared to play with fire and threaten me, me the wisest one in the forest. I shall leave these fools to burn with their fire and wood cave, so I left them to their devices while I went on my way searching for my next tasty mouse, or if I am lucky I will find a rabbit.

Today's story of a pompous avian was short I know I apologize. I chose this story today because it shows a view most people would never think of, I mean the simplest things can change with just a change of perspective. That’s all I have time for today, I apologize.

I'm looking forward to next time, it's about a lover boy god, so in other words you get a mooey gooey love story oooo.

Until then, Samuel.  

Author's Note

Sorry for the shorter chapter today. Still looking for any comments on errors.