Picture a battlefield 10,000 Donkeys marching from the east looking for new grazing grounds lead by a full maned charismatic male lion.
From the west approaches an army of 10,000 blood starved lions led by an old weathered donkey limping at the forefront.
The lions catch the scent and move forward , eyes gleaming, mouths watering.
The donkeys spot the sea of golden murder prowling forth and panic. Their fearless leader lets out a roar but his cry for order is unheard. Some of the high ranking donkeys then assume their lion leader has plotted this all along and lead a stampede crushing him in their frenzy.
By this point in time the massive pride of lions is upon the donkeys, ravaging their ranks with tooth and claw until none are left breathing. The lions now full, and tired lay down as the sun sets over the blood soaked battlefield.
An old lone donkey is seen walking into the sunset as this tragic story comes to a close.
The moral of the story is; a proper leader must be chosen for the society and the times, one that the people trust and one capable of leading and motivating people. Additionally, proper communication is imperative and in some cases a translator is required.
I'm not sure that old donkey made a command.... I wonder if he was just a bystander caught in the midst of a natural battle of prey and predator?
Epic story and i love that you included the limp in the donkey. Finesse