[@Dawnscroll] say that to them feckin humpback whales. comin' to our seas and stealin' the one job we have...

Edit: And what's compassion anyway? Isn't the death of the stag a form of compassion by it to the wolf and crow? And is not the eating of the stag a form of compassion also, and of respect? A compassion that says: you die not in vain, brother; and a respect that says: I need you and you need me, brother. Why do we, upon witnessing the ultimate sacrifice that love and mutual need bring about, call it 'the Natural Order' and imbue it with all cruelties and savageries that we can fathom? Is that not the cruelty and savagery of ourselves, which - being of ourselves - is perceived where it is not due to it being all that we know?