The Gorilla Started Attack
The forest fell silent the moment the gorilla stepped forward. What had been a calm morning suddenly changed as tension rippled through the air. The silverback’s broad chest rose and fell, his dark eyes fixed on the intruders who had wandered too close to his family. He beat his chest once, a warning that echoed through the trees, but the message went unheeded.
With a powerful roar, the gorilla started attack, charging through tangled vines and fallen branches. The ground trembled under his weight. Leaves flew as he tore through the undergrowth, his strength raw and undeniable. Yet this was not blind rage—it was protection. Behind him, the smaller gorillas huddled together, clutching their young, trusting the leader who stood between them and danger.
The attackers froze, stunned by the sudden force of nature before them. The silverback stopped just short, pounding the earth and snapping branches, making his intent clear. This land, this family, was not to be threatened. After a long, breathless moment, the intruders retreated, fear outweighing curiosity.
Silence returned slowly. The gorilla turned back, his posture relaxing as he rejoined his family. The attack ended not in violence, but in victory—a reminder that true power often rises from the instinct to protect those we love.
