VANTAGE

The fawn.

In the jungles of savannah,
The vast land exhibits the woods and grass,
canopies through which sufficient light reaches the ground to support the herbs and the densely spacious and scattered trees, higher than the ones found in South America serves as the home and shelter to enormous animals.

Among them is a deer named Musk, aWater Chevrotain (species mostly found in this jungle) with a stocky build, a hind leg longer than the front leg, soft skin, and their antlers as handles for knives.

The fawns enter this savannah are still wandering the entirely new world they have just entered.

They are admiring the nature of their surroundings, which were far from their imagination, which they once had crafted in their minds when they lay in the wombs of their mothers.

The little fawns Learn to graze with the herd, unaware of the dangerous predators waiting to have them as their one time meal.

As expected there awaits the troop of the lioness , with sharp claws and canines. Their appetite raising when they sneak nearer to the herd. Hiding between the grass, the troop of lioness waits to take a good chance and when they are all ready, they jump in union.

One of the poor little fawn wails in pain when he gets caught by the troop of the lioness. His flesh being torn voraciously.

The mother deer stays away watching her son die having nothing to do with unfolding tragedy . Leaving the fawn behind to let him face his fate.

VANTAGE

But if you change your point of view, you may find a vantage - a different face of the same story, a different scenario where the cruelty is took over by sympathy.
Here, the blood shed is said to be the only method of survival and in fact, the righteous way. Here the gory troop of lioness are given the solace. Yes I am talking about the solace of the hungry troop of the lioness, finding their last supper, not knowing whether they would be alive within the coming next hours.
Among them, one is an injured lioness fighting for her survival and deciding whether to die in hunger without searching for a pray, or to die in loss of immunity while hunting for a prey.

So when the troop succeeded in the hunt of the fawn they voraciously ate it in order to suppress their hunger. As it was the only way of survival and the nature they are born with. If only they could feed on the grass as most other animals of the savannah do,then they wouldn't have to keep putting their lives in danger, they wouldn't have to fight for their survival, nor would have to kill the fawn But my dear it's LIFE ,where only the fittest will survive.