Monkeys high in the canopy have been calling in sharp, urgent bursts. On the ground, deer echo the warning. It’s a chain reaction, a shared language of survival. It means that a predator is moving somewhere nearby.
Our driver cuts the engine, and we wait, keeping a steady eye on the forest edge. Time stretches in these moments, as water buffalo chew the cud and kites circle above, scanning for their next meal. A family of white-spotted deer graze nervously on a grassy patch, while…

