Once upon a time there lived a herd of vet students. They kept a small apartment where they led their stressed but happy lives. In general, life was pretty good except for one small problem. Every winter, the students were beset by a vile murder of crows. They flocked around the apartment. They were everywhere: the trees, the roofs, the fences, the cars. Each time the girls stepped outside, they feared for their lives and their eyeballs.
They knew that the walls surrounding them were the only things keeping them safe from the evil scavengers. While sleeping, while studying, they knew the birds were always there...waiting.
Now among the cats, there was one who rose above the others. His tail had been cut short in a previous battle (whether it was with a chinchilla or a drawer is unclear). This brave cat's name was Danger and he took it upon himself to rally the others.
For days, the three cats diligently observed the crows and carefully laid out their plan of attack. The timing had to be just right, so they could catch the birds off guard. Finally, the day arrived. The battle was fierce. Each cat fought ferociously. They stalked their prey, leaped into the air, and pinned the foe to the ground. The birds dived and clawed and tore flesh with their beaks. It was unclear which side would win, but when the dust and feathers settled, the cats had come out on top.
They were not without casualties, however. The fearsome Danger was left with a gash in his side and piece missing from his ear. It was very fortunate for him that his human was studying to be a veterinarian. After a few stitches and a couple days rest, Danger was as fit as a kitten. During his recuperation, the others made him a handsome headdress from the feathers of the enemy. They held a ceremony and presented it to him.
Danger was elected the chief. The crows had been defeated, and the cats had saved their people.
Soon after, the girls all went to their families' homes to celebrate the holidays. They were at peace and everyone lived happily ever after...