"There are no zombies, and no vampires."
The Black Cat coughed dryly and whispered in explanation, "It was just some corpse-eating beetles... They just sprang from those dead rabbits and gave me quite a fright..."
His voice grew softer and softer until it was barely audible beneath the incredulous stares of the two witches.
If it weren't for his dark fur concealing any blushes, he would have bet his cheeks had turned the color of ripe crabs.
At this moment, the corpse-eating beetles that had been startled from the rabbit carcasses had already quietly returned to their feast, continuing to gnaw on the bodies without making a sound. Only occasionally would a part of the rabbits twitch slightly, whispering tales of their post-mortem woes.
Annoyed and embarrassed, the Black Cat blindly rummaged through the rabbit corpses, searching for those feeding beetles, killing each one he found without mercy or hesitation.