Predators are always fewer by nature.
Handsome and strong they are fearless;
and head to head their skill and ferocity are unmatched.
Scavengers are many, and depend on the success of the crafty hunter.
There will be times when Pride has to leave what is his,
and relinquish those labors to the buzzards, hyenas, and curs that would banish him.
They will bathe in the carcass, snapping and regurgitating at each other;
in order to fill their bellies and in order to live,
so they may breed.
They fear him when alone, and gibe him in their packs.
They scout him in their famine, and intoxicate themselves on his bounty.
Life would be cruel without him.
- M. R. Behr
