*Dramatic Reenactment*
One day, Angel Bunny was hoping around Equestria, being a jerk to almost everypony but Fluttershy like he always is, when an eagle swooped down from the sky. The eagle's name was Bradley Johnson, and was a golden eagle. When Americans think of Eagles, they typically think of bald eagles, but Bradley was a golden eagle, looking for food for her young. I bet you assumed Bradley was a male, didn't you. Yo, that's sexist. Anyway, Angel bunny had just finished convincing Opal that taunting a skunk was a good idea. Opalescence the cat was now very angry and taking a bath. But Karma is a bitch. Angel was hopping around outside Fluttershy's cottage being a prick to some ants, pulling their legs off one by one because that's just the messed up way he rolls, when Bradley the eagle dropped out of the sky towards the rabbit. Angel had been raised on a silver spoon in a life of relative luxury compared to normal rabbits that lived in a warren like in Watership Down, and so he didn't know to look out for predators. The eagle swooped down behind him and grabbed him with her sharp talons, the pressure instantly breaking his fragile neck. Fluttershy heard the commotion and went outside, but it was too late. That night, the Johnson family had regurgitated rabbit soup.
*Dramatic Reenactment*
