Thought i saw a tiny bit for grass for a split second- but no, twas hay.
I've never seen hay look green in comparison to ...everything else, before.
God. Not only must the Alpacca be starving (and thirsty, and cold, and suffering generally from no shelter, and weighed down by un-sheared coat, and suffering worms and rape and pack aggression - but also imagine how bored they must be.
Their ancestors are used to roaming huge mountans, with trees, and cliffs, and rocks and views and diverse bits of vegeation to browse on- and there, thers just NOTHING.
Nothing to stimulate their brains, no territory to carve out for themselves, nowhere to hide away and feel cal, no natural source of water or food, nothing to even LOOK at, let alone interact with.
just a desolate plain with nowhere to tuck away, nothing to eat, penned in with vicious males an other species.
The psychodrama that must be going on in the world of those poor bored out of their mind, traumatised animals..
Life's shit, then ye die.