Wild dogs play on a hill, framed by storm clouds, a symbol of their fragile existence.

The pup turns his teeth, flashing at the Alpha female, his mother, indicating his displeasure for her to join the feast.

She offered herself in the face of her hungry elders to provide the younger ones with a bit more time to feast.

Watching for danger, a wild dog pauses to stare back as it guards its pups nearby dining on a kill.