It was the middle of spring. It was warm and dry. There were a drove of hares in the grasslands. Mokomoko thought they looked like easy targets, so she got down on her belly, so the long grass could hide her, and slowly scuttled in their direction. She reckoned it must have been mating season, because usually, she would only see one hare at a time and it would always run away once she got this close to it. They were so busy fighting eachother that they didn't notice her at all.
When she got close enough, she bounded towards them, grabbed one, and shook it. Please die, please die, please die, she thought to herself. It didn't go down without a fight. It kicked at the side of her face and screamed. She winced in pain, but she didn't let go of it. After a few more shakes, it stopped moving at all.
After that, she set it on the ground and began to eat it. "Mmm..." This was her first meal of the day, so she appreciated it, even it was smaller and drier than what she was accustomed to.
