This is what death looks like:

small,

silent,

still.

Nothing remarkable.

No great fanfare of mourners,

no pagentry,

just a leaf of brown fur curled up in the soil.

This is what murder looks like:

charming,

engaging,

entertaining,

loveable,

fun.

Ignore the sharp eyed claws

and jaws,

the precise pounce,

the silent stealth

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