Akari priced the end of his axe through the jackalope. He lifted his axe, admiring his catch. Screech flew over and landed himself on Akari's shoulder.

"Thanks Screech. I couldn't have spotted him if it weren't for you." Akari scratched under his chin.  

Akari tore the jackalope from his axe. Akari swinged his axe down and cut the poor wee rabbit in half. 

"I am not exactly sure if your kind eats meat, but, care to try some?" Akari invited.

Screech response was flying away. "Well, suit yourself."

After he got done eating the raw meat, he picked up his axe, realizing it had blood on it. Akari walked over to a nearby stream, he dipped his axe in, watching as the blood washed away like it was nothing.

Akari pulled it out, he was about to turn around but a young cat called after him. "Hey, Mister! Mister!"

Akari turned around and saw a dark gray kitten running towards him on all fours. He skidded to halt and stood up.

"Fuck off." Akari walked off. Akari didn't want to babysit a lost kit. 

"Hey, where are you going?" He followed Akari.

Akari turned around and sharply aimed his axe at his throat. "Listen, I don't like kids. And I wouldn't mind killing one either. Best now you run away."

Akari saw the young cat had tears in his eyes. Had he scared him that bad?

The young cat raised his hands up as the tears started to run down his cheeks. Akari released his axe and he watched as the cat took off running into the bushes.