Legadema seemed to be trapped in her own internal conflicts a young cub in a confusing crossroad of life doubting if she is a predator or just a nosy cub maybe something more maternal and compassionate has grown inside of her at that moment finally, both lodged in to sleep exhausted by all the events that had happened hugging each other for hours due to the wintry weather it was the cold weather that made the baby keep silence and legadema was the body on which to nurture from a mother but for a moment the night was filled with innovations it is easy for Africa to spread little secrets just as we think that we know everything in wonder there are many legends and myths that go about through this jungles where it is said that the owlscall you by your name and hippo's talk to the god's but then another mystery was added the night on which a leopard fell asleep with a baboon 