I did not expect the owl to feel sorry, but I think I understand why he was doing all that he had to do for survival. I imagine if I had to eat something vulnerable and afraid, for the same reason, and I think about how horrible I'd feel. No wonder the owl felt that way. Just think about doing the same thing to an animal you loved, it would be excruciating.
I like the way you describe events, the "yellow glow", the "mouse scurring, under the moonlight." I winced a bit when you said they went "straight for his snout", but that's life and survival of the fittest in the jungle. It was a nice surprise that the owl felt like he needed to be remorseful, I wonder what that little mouse was thinking, and if it would forgive the owl.
Once when I was at school, my teacher used to get a bit miffed when someone accidentally hit other students with the door and said "Now that you've hurt him you say sorry," as if it was too late for any reconciliation, like it was futile. I don't know, I think it was good that they acknowledged that they were in the wrong but at the same time, it was a bit horrible that the other students only had to make do with excuses, like the accidental damage caused was so small, insignificant.
I think that's how the mouse is feeling, angry, confused, frightened but most of all, if he knew the owl's feelings, indignant because his life would matter so little to him, maybe he had a little mouse family waiting at home, that would make the situation even more tragic.
I liked your writing, it was interesting, with a surprise at the end.
Points: 87
Reviews: 43
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