An early morning drama, the cruelty and yet the essence of nature. A scream of a being in great distress, two black figures on a branch and a helpless adult rabbit on the grass, looking up. The scream was the fear and cry for help of a small young rabbit, chosen by two crows for their breakfast. One of them somehow dropped the delicious meal and as soon as the frightened animal hit the ground, it run to the bushes. Too late.... the hungry predators were after it and in a moment the poor little bunny was taken on the tree. The mother could not do anything else than listen to her offspring and running under the tree, driven by a hopeless instinct. The screams became loose in the air, as the two crows flew away. Perhaps to feed their own offsprings.
Everyone is the prey and everyone is the predator. Nature is a cruel place to survive.