Hunting

Chasing its prey

in the dead of night.  

Lurking slowly

before it starts a fight.

The fox swiftly charges at its meal,

 but the rabbit he watches darts away.

The fox returns to his hole,

filled with great dismay.

Once again, another day arises,

but the fox feels weak.

He hadn't had dinner the day,

he feels he's at his peak.

He takes off in hope to find breakfast,

and has luck this time.

As he returns to his hole 

with some dead mice.