Time passed in a blur. The One, the large creature with the power to communicate, would come by from time to time to share greetings, and she found these moments pleasurable. She detected in his mind other stirrings, ways of thinking that she could not quite understand. This would require further study.
The other large creatures were a complete mystery to her, although she could see that they were of the same tribe as the One. They did not communicate in any way that she could detect, yet clearly there was some sort of interaction between them.
Often this interaction felt like conflict, as though the creatures were preparing for war against each other, and this troubled her. A tribe does not war against itself.
Yet somehow she knew that no matter what happened, the One would protect her. Meanwhile, he made sure that there was always food. The days drifted by, and she fed, and she grew, and she was content.