Kevan Smith - Tear

From the ridge, Bonn watches the battle between four prowling crankycats and a bunch of junior green moosespiders.  Being so young, they cannot hope to defend themselves.  The adult black moosespiders hear the screams and gallop to their rescue but not before two are killed and dragged off.  A second cluster trap them in a ravine, killing the crankycats and recovering the baby’s carcasses. 

Bonn witnesses an amazing sight of the two-day mourning-ceremony of green and black bunches of moosespiders; antlers facing toward the exalted funeral pyres; the matriarch bellowing her pain-wrenched mourn of tears across the wide, purple valley.