Bambi felt intimidated and jumped away from them. Once he had reached his mother he continued walking behind her along the path, obedient and startled. He thought she had not noticed he had stayed behind.
After a while he asked her, “Mother, what does ‘vile’ mean?”
His mother said, “I don’t know.”
Bambi thought about it. And then he began again. “Mother, why were those two being so nasty to each other?”
His mother answered, “They were quarrelling about getting the food.”
Bambi asked, “Will we ever quarrel about food like that?”
“No,” his mother said.
“Why not,” Bambi asked.
His mother replied, “There’s plenty of food for all of us.”
There was something else that Bambi wanted to know. “Mother ...?”