Aaron Seriously Attacks Anissa, Alba Always Tries to Help Her
In the shadowy corners of the forest where the troop often gathered, a troubling pattern had begun to form—one filled with tension, rivalry, and the unbreakable bond of friendship. Among the macaques, hierarchy ruled all, and clashes for dominance or control often led to conflict. But for Anissa, a young and gentle female, things had turned increasingly dangerous—because of Aaron.
Aaron was a powerful and dominant male. Once known for being fair and protective, something had shifted in him over time. He had grown more aggressive, especially toward those lower in the hierarchy. Anissa, quiet and unassuming, seemed to draw his attention in the worst way. And each day, his behavior grew harsher. What started as shoves or harsh vocal warnings turned into full-blown attacks.
The troop had witnessed it again and again: Anissa would be sitting near the trees, often caring for her baby or grooming in peace, when Aaron would suddenly charge in. Sometimes without clear reason, he would lunge, grab her harshly, or throw her to the ground. His eyes were full of fury, and his vocalizations were loud, frightening all the nearby monkeys.
It wasn’t about food, or territory. No one knew exactly why Aaron had turned so cruel toward her. Some believed he saw her as weak, and therefore a target to display his dominance. Others whispered that he resented the attention Anissa used to receive from another male, now long gone. Whatever the cause, the attacks were growing worse.
But Anissa was not alone.
Always watching, always near, was Alba—her closest companion. Alba was not the strongest or loudest in the troop, but she was fiercely loyal and brave. Whenever Aaron would target Anissa, Alba would rush in. She would shriek, flap her arms, and throw herself between them. Though she was smaller than Aaron, her boldness often startled him long enough for Anissa to escape.
One day, the situation escalated dangerously.
The troop was gathered near a shallow stream, cooling off in the afternoon heat. Anissa was grooming her baby beside a tree when Aaron appeared without warning. With a loud growl, he lunged at her and knocked the baby away. Anissa screamed in panic and tried to protect herself, but Aaron grabbed her by the shoulder and slammed her against the tree. Her cries echoed across the stream.
Before anyone else could react, Alba dashed through the water. She leapt onto Aaron’s back, biting at his fur and screaming. Her bravery was reckless but effective. Aaron turned his aggression toward Alba, giving Anissa the precious seconds she needed to crawl to safety and scoop up her terrified baby.
Alba took a hit—Aaron struck her hard and sent her tumbling to the ground. But she stood up again, chest heaving, ready to fight if needed. It was only when another dominant male arrived, alerted by the commotion, that Aaron finally backed off, snarling as he retreated.
Anissa sat behind a bush, trembling with her baby in her arms. Her face was scratched, her fur ruffled, but her eyes searched only for one monkey—Alba. And when Alba slowly walked over, still limping from the blow, Anissa reached out to her with shaking hands. They embraced briefly, quietly. No words needed. Just the touch of trust.
Since that day, the troop has kept a closer eye on Aaron. His behavior is being watched, and other dominant males now intervene quicker. But still, the threat lingers. Anissa remains cautious, her eyes always scanning the area. Yet she walks with more strength—because she knows Alba will always be near.
In a world where danger can strike from within, where even your own kind can turn against you, the story of Anissa and Alba shines with a different kind of power: loyalty, protection, and the courage to stand against cruelty. Even in the darkest moments, friendship can be the shield that saves a life.
