The silent – crawler, scottish wild cat

Leaves falling, the chocolate, brown scottish wild cat lays against the tree.


Lengthy, peanut fur like a soft, fluffy blanket,

Rabbits running away from them whilst playing tag,

Eating small rodents.


Whiskers as sharp as knives,

Blue eyes that change to green,

The cat moves like a silent – crawler.


Meowing as it strides along the damp, mucky floor, 

Evil menacing eyes that stare into your soul.


Bird – snatcher, munching as it purs happily.


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