In the warm clearing where the troop gathers to rest, young Chamroeun sat quietly near his mother, enjoying a peaceful moment under her watchful eyes. However, not far away, Minea was watching him too—her eyes fixed with a look of mischief and irritation. For reasons only she knew, Minea’s mood turned sharp with jealousy or anger, and she decided to take it out on the gentle Chamroeun.
Slowly at first, Minea crept closer, pretending to be playful. Then, in an instant, her true intention showed—she lunged forward and tried to grab Chamroeun’s arm, pulling him roughly as she aimed to scratch or bite him. Chamroeun let out a frightened squeal and struggled to pull free, but Minea’s grip was firm.
Before Minea could hurt him further, Chamroeun’s mother sprang into action. With her voice echoing through the clearing, she shouted a sharp warning at Minea—a loud, forceful bark that stopped everyone nearby. Her eyes locked on Minea with fierce authority, her teeth bared to make her threat clear: this behavior would not be tolerated.
Startled by the mother’s sudden shout, Minea froze in place. For a moment, she looked defiant, but when the mother lunged closer, Minea released Chamroeun and quickly backed away. She glanced around nervously, realizing she had crossed a line and would not win this fight.
Chamroeun, trembling, hurried into his mother’s arms. She gathered him close, grooming him gently to calm his fear. Her protective gaze followed Minea as she slinked away to a quiet corner, sulking over her failed attack.
