Here we see the species at it's most active. The herd shuffles nervously while the dominant animals try and assemble the maximum number of breeding opportunities.
Ultimately some of the Alphas will go head to head in a bloody competition in which the loser will either die or spend the rest of its life as a spent force unable to gain any support unless with the accession of the winner.
Those new to the habitat can be seen running around like excited new borns gently bumping, nuzzling and arse sniffing any creature that already has the scent of the herd well established in a desperate attempt for acceptance.

Whilst this activity looks frenetic it pales into comparison when we look at the flocks of chatterers picking and cleaning at every creature available with no regard to their rank in the herd. Such is their desperation that when there is no place visible on any animal close to them they even turn their attention to other species merely watching the activity and even their droppings.

As this political rutting season proceeds and the pecking order is established we can expect each individual in turn to be seen bowing it's head and lowing constantly in satisfaction as the chatterers can now carry out their work on a less mobile subject.

Then ultimately the whole extrordinary display is over and silence descends once more.
Apart from the gentle clicking of closing doors and the muttered enquiry "Where do you keep the expense claims forms".