Three Kings stand proud, aware of our presence, aware of the danger we pose to them and their harem of 30 or so Does and ready to disappear into the tangled shade of the nearby woodland in a heartbeat. They and their massed Does do just that as we move towards them. Dispersing like a fractal, in half, then each half in half again and so on until groups of 2 or 3 head off in multiple vectors through the dappled woodland and disappear. A splendid survival strategy; confuse any hunter by creating more targets than they know what to do with. And before you know it they're gone, too far ahead and spread out to successfully capture.
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