honey-feast

Updated: May 13, 2025

Then he stopped as instantly still as if he had been electrocuted. The ratel, who had himself to feed, and a wounded wife and two young whom he would lead to that honey-feast anon, looked calmly over his shoulder at the form of the antelope towering above him. There was no sign of fear in his straight stare at the shaggy, ferocious-looking horned head.

F. St. Mars - The Way of the Wild