Scratch it's fat nose and speed off.
You leap onto it biting at it's back.You end up with a couple of bruises in the end.
You hiss but don't fight, there's no point in bloodshed.
You leap out of your fur and dash for cover not stopping to look back.
You gather up prey early.
You leave hunting till later, you have enough.
You gather up food in a frenzy afterwards you find yourself tired and weak.
You go to the two leg's nests and eat the slope they give you.
In a bed off moss
On the ground, your tough enough! You can take it!
You go to your hayloft and sleep with the mice
You sleep on a velvet cushioned bed