Fargo has no thoughts about something else other than survival. For him, his life is complex as hell without doubt, as his mother and her highly estranged partner were both assassinated by a big damn poacher ready to create a big damn fur coat. So was his grandma and grandpa, the mother's parents, who were eaten by a pack of really hungry and starving lions. He is just neglectful, perhaps even hateful of humans as a result and occasionally tries to kill them for defence or food as well. In other words, respect Nature as it is, a fucking eldritch abomination!
Meanwhile, a bunch of fellow goody two shoes animals found Jim in pyjamas, traumatised as hell. They have to send him into the custody of mysterious cryptid apes instead, and anyways, don't show bare teeth at them.
