Thanks for viewing my shit story by a non english native speaker
-You are an a Owl
-Ural owl to exact
-You live somewhere between forests of russian Ural and eastern europe
-Your mom, you don’t remember her but she probably somewhere between your areas as she involuntary teached you best places
-Because who would have thought, you really liked to explore and make “just in case” nests, essentially a food stashes consisting of berries you got fed as a kid and other you found to be edible
-As owl and not a picky eater, as one season you could have eaten a good chunk of small mammals like rodents, young hares, even moles and one time you had a small fish
-Life is quiet and is tend to get boring when your diet is consisting of old known prey
-But sometime, humans check on you by luring to nestbox full of leftovers fruits and seeds of pumpkins or watermelons, not like its better than just meat of your prey but its tasty when food is low
-Migration after one year of living in one patch of forests has comed and now you have to abandon your territory, from Ural to Eastern Europe
-You will miss the Ural and those humans for a moment, they always looked funny with their white coats, scratching something with their black talons on a paper
-One of them even tried to closen the distance to stroke your fur gently, The one with fuzzy hair, i think she called her “Sabina”(She is a Kazakh)
-Weird that it felt good like your mum love
-Oh well, time to make your departure
One Migration and 20 days later
-Nothing changed expect you eaten different prey and there were no humans and that lady with fuzzy hair
-Damn… Maybe i miss them too much
Its dawn and you might be too hungry for this time so hunger will wait
-Your thoughts were interrupted by aggressive rambling of bushes
-Whoever were here, just made his Death Call by making noise louder than ever, will be his dinner
-???
-What? is that some bright colored dots, rodents you eat ain’t that of eyesore to view and they are smaller than this dots ???
-its a …??? Who??? The fuck?? Im gonna claw their lousy head of either way!
-You continue to observe, the whatever that is, which is too loud, too obnoxious and too confident to keep the noise down
-This time you will have to change the strategy since who the fuck is this !
Its was two fluffies, clean probably runaways, Pink with Orange Earthy Mare and a Unicorn Dark blue and Green Stallion with four chirpeh’ foals
On a mare back were resting two eyesores, Frost white with black and Pale red with pink foals our Ural owl were looking at
but on a stallion back were resting two not so eyesores but still out of place Red with orange and Purple with magenta foals
They were murmuring about “Su happies, nu mow hoomans and huwties ow fowewev sleepies to babbehs”
-… Ugh, i will shut them first
-But it would be easier to go after them one by one
“Speshuw fwend wen stap, Wostest hoovsies huwties, nu can wok nu mowe”
“Nu wowwy speshuw fwend, fluffies awe u’most hewe”
Foals started to chirp, crying for mummah’s “miwkies”
“Shhh it otay babbehs, mummah wiww gib miwkies to gud babbehs”
They almost were there, near new nest they build
Poorly build and mimicked hasbio approved fluffy nests, they really liked them on instinctual level and would reject other ripoffs
After they settled out and mare started to feed her offsprings, they would go to sleep but this is part where you need to make a move
Soothing soft noises of wind would make them vulnerable to others because of how unapologetically simple nest they had
Nest where bear could go and they wouldn’t even have choice but to bail before they get torn apart
So our Ural owl “outlaw” named by Sabina and her colleagues, made his move and now its apparent that they are either
Quite deaf or they dream of best life they can have, shit everywhere because daddeh or mummah will clean bad poppies and pee-pees regardless, always eat sketties and have new toys everyday
If only they know that beak looming around them is very hungry
-They sleep like nothing will happen to them
-You widen the distance to make sure the attack is fatal
-and then increase the speed and ready to sever the spine of the stallion
One clean shot to the spine and the fucker is wailing on a surface in agony, shitting and peeing while foals are distressingly chirp because of huwties
“SCREEEEEEEE Wostest huwties, speshuw fwend hewp, wai weggies nu wok anymowe”
By delivering the blow to the spine, you render the creature helpless as it’s try but god damn its loud so you just beak his tongue out while his friend watches in horror but it’s doesn’t change a thing… Weird
Mare waked up after screams of her friend
“Gasp Speshuw fwend nuuuuu, pwease beaky munstah nu gib huwties to fluffy, onwy fo’ huggies and wub”
-Beaky munstah?, heh i felt dumber than ever
One beak blow to the eye and she also wailing on a ground shitting and pissing, but almost crushed your snacks by helpless roundabouts to the right and then to the left side
“SCREEEEEEEE Wostest see pwaces huwties”
“Nuuuu Speshuw fwend, pwease weggies hewp fluffy gib wowstiest sorry hoovsies to beaky munstah”
-Time for snacks, so you started to eat chirpes by beaking them and my god the taste is atrocious, the foals consist of turd and hair yuck, parents obviously are trying to stop you but Stallion can’t and just cries to his legs to walk again, and mare is scared to do anything
You finish the job, eughh and after taste is horrible, maybe the parents is better
Finishing blow to the other eye of the mare and she just helpless like her friend and they kinda die down
“wai… wai beaky munstah gib huwties to mummah and speshuw fwend,… fluffy nu du wong… Onwy fo huggies and wub”
-she think i can say her why? Pffft not like she doesn’t know
Stallion meat is good but the mares not so you just leave their corpses to their demising fate
“Wan die, wan die” you heard while leaving their nests
You fly off to rest, to regain your strength for tomorrow
Thanks for viewing my short shit story till the end 
And i will try to make better and longer parts since this one is too short