Blackfeather Woods nature's cruelty

Kadence watched with a sad smile as the bird started to slow down, finally ending it's suffering and closing it's eyes, it's body going limp. Slowly, Cicero started to notice that it was working any more and he started to mutter about his toy being gone. He turned to her with a sad expression, nudging the bird towards her, as if wanting her to fix it.

She gave him a small shake of her head, a light smile at the sight of his adorable little frown. "No more toy." she said slowly, placing a frown on her face. Carefully, she placed a paw on the now dead bird and drew it away to the side. Not wanting him to be too sad, she quickly plucked a long wing feather from it and held it in her jaws. She reached out and promptly tickled his tiny nose with it.

"Here, new toy." she mumbled around the feather, setting it at is paws.