You chose to swipe at the bird

You lunge your paw forward at the bird as it might be a threat. Perhaps it was even sent by Rob (the squirrel). The bird flies away quicker than you can move. You miss, lose your balance, and fall to the ground. The blackness of the night makes the last moment of your life disorienting and unpleasant. The last thing you can think about is the vicious cackle of a trickster rodent.

You choose to…

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