Standoff

Game-generated, we'll add offscreen some hidden hyenas watching nearby with  little to laugh about. The standoff had lasted two hours now, neither side willing to die or back down. Nature can be a ruthless host, serving up surprise, slow nightmare, oasis, and dust. Maybe doomed, the jaguar just sat atop the ridge of faux-rock, kindly thrust up from the faux-grass. The small crowd of crocodiles had grown larger. They had the jaguar trapped. Or, did they? All felt weak after so long a game, both predators, prey. Coin-toss knows who stays for lunch, who goes.