By Kay Tiwari
Jaya looks thin and frustrated. With a flick of her tail she steps onto the dirt track and without a backward glance wanders towards the hillside.
She has been out all night on a unsuccessful hunt. Signs of her pugs, and the four cubs still hanging onto her apron strings, litter the area. Her tribe at 21 months old, still seem unwilling to leave their mother’s side and mum is still providing most of their meals. Even her two meals of recent days – a small chital deer and a plump wild boar – cannot fill the ravenous bellies of four hungry and growing young adults as most mother’s would recognise.
Jaya had again set out under a cool clear starlit night in search of a bigger meal, her cubs in tow. Perfect hunting weather. She had ended up on the Bathan road in the early morning as the sun rose. As she stalked a herd of chital deer, she realized one of her impatient youngsters was close behind and before she knew it the deer scattered in all direction, white tails dancing off in all directions, screams of alarm ringing through the forest. In frustration the tigress growled her discontent at her impetuous daughter and hurriedly exiting the scene. Now without any sleep after a frustraing night on the prowl it was time to find a resting spot and restore some energy for another hunt later in the day.
She had had no luck finding food for herself let alone her hungry girls and boy. Breakfast would have to wait.
Credits: Tiger Nation