The usual struggle for life, for survival, here gives way to mimesis, to imagining a game of felines who, in a certain sense, train in violence, so the charm of the group is in the dislocated positions, in the gaping jaws, in the precarious balance, in the clearly visible claws, in an imitation of what it will be necessary to do to guarantee the future. Even the game is therefore the representation of a potential latent drama, with roles that can be reversed and with moves that must be studied and repeated through continuous exercise, even if lucid.