Periodic howling came from the canopy, deep within the tropical rainforest of Congwana. A troop of umbrakins shadowed a prowling tiger below them.

After the umbrakin had made its warning call, it leaped off its tree branch and swung away to a new vantage point.

As good as the tiger’s eyesight was in the night, it still had tremendous difficulty spotting the erratic simians. The retreating umbrakin was supported by the simultaneous movements of other umbrakins positioned around the tiger, making it difficult for it to focus on just one.

The initial strategy ensured the safety of the vulnerable members of the troop. The secondary strategy was all about confrontation.

An umbrakin dropped from a tree and landed in front of the tiger. The umbrakin was covered in black fur, and a wild mane flared outwards as it screeched. The tiger growled threateningly. Other umbrakin dropped from the trees. Some held sharpened stones, others held makeshift spears.

Tonight, the predator would become the prey.