[ FF ] Write a scene with crows flying above a dead animal within 100 words

Cats do n't taste as good as dogs. Something about the wiry texture. Not enough fat to pop when roasted over fire. Still, they're better than nothing. The crows are flying above, waiting for the thing to die. The ants gather near the cat's paws, picking at the dirt in its fur. I can tell he's come a long way. Too small and too thin. There is food here, if he makes it far enough. Small insects for him to eat. Those annoying yellow birds that fall out of trees. I wait, hoping it makes it. The crows wait with me.
