The peaceful afternoon in the jungle was suddenly disrupted by a sharp cry. Baby Leo tumbled onto the ground, his tiny hands gripping the dirt as he tried to steady himself. His wide, frightened eyes looked up at Libby, who stood over him with a face full of anger.
It had started as an innocent moment—Leo had simply reached for a piece of fruit that Libby had claimed as her own. But in an instant, her mood shifted, and rage took over.
With lightning speed, Libby pounced, grabbing at Leo’s fur and pulling him forcefully. The tiny baby let out a desperate scream, struggling to free himself, but Libby was relentless. She bit his arm harshly, making him yelp in pain.
Leo cried, his small body trembling. He tried to escape, but Libby was too strong. She struck him again, her tiny fists landing on his back. The other monkeys nearby turned to watch, some chattering in concern, but none intervened.
Leo curled into a ball, his little heart pounding as he whimpered. Just when it seemed like Libby was going to strike again, a loud, authoritative screech rang through the air. It was Mom.
She rushed in, grabbing Libby away from Leo. The angry monkey still kicked and hissed, but Mom’s sharp glare silenced her. She pulled Leo close, checking his wounds, gently licking his fur to soothe him.
Leo nestled into her, his sobs quieting, though his body still shook from fear. Libby sat at a distance, her arms crossed, still fuming with jealousy.
The fight was over, but Leo would never forget the pain of being attacked by someone he once trusted.
