The Hawk And The Mouse *Part 1*

the mouse ran into the cage because he was frightend of the hawk. the hawk was about to fly towards the cage untill he smelt a wonderfull smell, this smell smelt like dead. dead dinosaur no dead people it was much more.. it was a horriable smell verry off-putting nothing you have ever smelt or imagened before, i must find this wordfull smell said the hawk i must so the hawk left his dinner wich was his kind yet to be freind but the mouse was yet to find out about the hawks intentions, as the hawk began to fly away from the mouse the mouse had already picked up that awful sent wich actually smelt as incredibly taisty to the moust as to the hawk. As he scurried towards that sent the hawk had noticed that the mouse had smelt it too they wernt friends no more.. they were opponents, like in dodge ball dodging eachother hiding in the darkness while the hawk flying so high up above had an advantage becasue he had no obsticles as the mouse fort against the lost grass and all the other opponents that had joined in this wonderfull quest, hunt, adventure what ever you want to call it, it was delitful....


To Be Continued