The peaceful morning in the monkey troop was suddenly shattered by a sharp cry. Baby Leo, a tiny and fragile infant, screamed in pain as his mother, Libby, aggressively bit him. His small body trembled as he tried to escape her grasp, but she held him firmly, her teeth pressing down just enough to make him whimper in distress.
Libby’s mood had changed unexpectedly. At first, she had been grooming him gently, but something had triggered her aggression. Without warning, she grabbed Leo roughly, her sharp eyes glaring at him as if he had done something wrong. The other monkeys in the troop turned to watch, but none dared to interfere.
Leo tried to cling to his mother for comfort, but instead, she shoved him away, making him tumble onto the rough ground. He cried out, his tiny voice filled with fear and confusion. Why was his own mother treating him this way? His little body curled up, shaking from the pain of the bite marks on his soft fur.
For a moment, Libby simply stared at him, her expression unreadable. Then, as if realizing what she had done, she stepped closer and sniffed him, nudging him gently. But Leo flinched, too scared to move toward her again.
The troop watched in silence, sensing the tension between the mother and her baby. Would Libby comfort him, or would she continue to push him away?
Leo let out a soft whimper, his tiny body weak from both pain and sadness. All he wanted was warmth and love, but for now, all he could do was wait—hoping his mother would show him kindness once more.
