Hour 18 – Prose with Breaks

The Heart of a Hunter

Proud feline heritage
in a very tiny package.

She stalks the moth as if it were her dinner;
catching it, she spits it out and mewls.

Her need for love is balanced
by her desire to be ferocious,
and every cuddle session
can become a pouncing war.

Raised with dogs, she knows no fear,
but when you only weigh two pounds,
it’s easy to get hurt.

Someday she’ll be a tiger,
if only in her dreams.

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