Shal Khar entered the icy river hungrily. This morning, the grizzled predator desired fish. Tensed for the kill, his concentration was unexpectedly shattered.
“Hey, old dude! Get outta the trough! We all gotta drink from that y’know.”
Shal Khar glared at the young tiger. Sighing, he slowly stepped out. Another day of life in captivity began.