The snake’s skin is roasting under the sun like light bulb that is hooked up to the top of its cage.

The intense heat radiating down to resemble the African climate.

The cage opens and down falls a little rat.

Scurrying around the helpless creature attempts to escape after seeing the large predator it has been encaged with.

*HIIIISSSSS*


The red tongue slips through the Cobra’s mouth and wiggles creating a soft sound slightly attracting the mouse as well as warning it not to come and closer.

The Cobra slithers into a hiding spot knowing this cage better than even the owner who placed the reptile in it.

It isn't hungry yet but instead wishes to play with its food.

Something mothers always teach a child not to do.

The rat has lost track of the massive predator.

Frantically dashing back and forth, into the glass, into the wooden logs, and into other area’s for the Cobra to escape the light of day… or light of the bulb.

The mouse finds a round object and takes another step only to find itself wetter than John Madison, Cyren, or Griffen MacAlister after falling into Singapore’s Marina Bay!

Panic spreads through the heart of the rat.

It was stuck, unable to swim, unable to escape.

Death was imminent.

Only a few more struggles and that would be it.

Or so the rat thought.

The cobra swiped the rat out of the water bowl.

From one death right onto another, the rat was too weak to attempt a fight for its life.

The bell has tolled and a life taken.

The Cobra rise tall above its caged chambers in victory today.

An empty stomach had turned to a fully stuffed one.

This day goes to the cobra.

But then the cage top opened once more.

Down dropped something new.

Eight legs, Black, and looking somewhat fury.

This was going to be a whole new battle!

The Cobra now threatened arose from its hiding spot and expanded its hood.

The Cobra was not going to lose its home without a fight!