Where the wild things are, there is no excuse for going after the children: come too close to her baby and a protective mama will be in hot pursuit and the wild things will be fleeing.

The great and the small in a chance encounter discover one another’s qualities in great surprise.

Wild things end the conflict with grace; winners and losers walk away free.

A graceful dance, a test of strength: they move on, and the horn lock is forgotten.

The world of wild things where even the brazen learn the signals warning them to back off: read the cues!

Flying together streamlines the airflow.

They arrive one by one, the pecking order is established, they make room for one another, so that each morsel is used to nurture one bird and then another.