Senses flow, experiences.
The material, it's favorite seat feels good.
It tastes good.
It is full.
The grasshopper prepares to leave. It doesn't manage to leave.
Eyes watching, staring from the darkness.
The creature stalks it's prey.
Silently in the night, the motion has attracted it's eyes.
It hides in the bushes, readjusting it's feet, preparing to leap out into the clearing.
The kitten leaps on the grasshopper but never makes it
Bright light, shadows...
Circling upon the air currents, staring down.
A sudden blur of motion, a leap, a creature has started to run.
It falls, diving, speeding towards the ground, the end coming from up high.
The eagle hits the cat at full speed, claws on.
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