In the quiet corner of the temple yard, chaos suddenly erupted. Daniela, once the calm and gentle mother monkey, turned into a storm of fear and rage. Little baby Dana clung to her mother’s chest, trembling, while DeeDee — the wild, unpredictable female — charged forward with eyes burning in madness. The air filled with sharp cries and the rustling of dry leaves as the two mothers clashed fiercely.
DeeDee grabbed at Daniela’s fur, pulling violently, and Daniela screamed in pain. Her baby Dana slipped from her arms, rolling helplessly on the dusty ground. The poor infant cried out, tiny hands reaching for safety, but neither mother stopped. It was terrifying — Daniela, desperate to protect her child, fought back fiercely despite her exhaustion. Every sound of their fight echoed like thunder through the ancient walls.
Baby Dana tried to crawl toward her mother, but DeeDee’s wild swings sent her back in fear. Tears rolled down Daniela’s face as she shielded her crying baby, wrapping her arms tightly around Dana’s tiny body. The poor baby trembled, whimpering softly as if begging for peace.
Finally, DeeDee’s rage began to fade, leaving the area scattered with dust and fear. Daniela sat down slowly, panting, holding Dana close to her chest. Her body shook, not just from pain but from heartbreak. The once-happy pair looked broken — the mother’s eyes full of sorrow, the baby’s cry weak and tired.
That moment was one of the most terrifying scenes ever seen among the troop — a cruel reminder of how fragile life is for little Dana and her mother, Daniela, struggling to survive in a world ruled by fear and dominance.
