Bunny Ears and Cotton tails

I was looking outside this morning and I saw the biggest Raven. Squawking boldly, the birds blackness was shiny like a Knight's silvery armor. In the distance, were Bunny ears, cottonly tails hurrying into the blackberries; a tunnel of thorns protecting the soft furriness and keeping bunnies safe. Coyote slunk to the side of the road and  disappeared like a whisp of wood smoke. Did he truly exist? Five deer browsed on the succulent greens of Springtime munching to fill their bellies for the upcoming fawns. Blessings, Purrs, Tankene Ice Mist.