Sheep don't think of living, they think of dying.
The young is dead and the elder sheep can do one of a few things; in my head here if in math class we are also excerpting art, we see, say; mother or father sheep, brother or sister even: over lamb.
It can die here with it and also be food–
or it can carry it's dead somewhere better... but sheep don't think like wolves–
is it better to walk away from your dead and let the birds eat
or is it better to cry among your dead and fight off the birds a while til giving up and having to walk the rest of the cold with tears that freeze your face.
What would you do being this sheep?
Would you watch it be devoured whole for the reason of just being able to be there in its final moments, or do you walk away... and get you SOMETHING TO EAT!
Be thou hot or cold. Hate fully or love fully but do not love or hate half hearted. You'll miss getting something to eat trying to decipher to stay or go.