The leopard silently wandered along the path, cutting through the low grass with twists and turns, heading thirstily towards the nearby river.
A warm golden light envelops a giraffe as it awakens to a new morning in the African bush. Sawubona means “good morning” in Zulu.
The African leopard lay silent, only awakening to our presence.
The mongoose silently emerged from the reeds, her black eyes watching me with some caution.
He emerged slowly, his large, full tusk pressing across the bush.
He stood alone, on guarded watch over the hyena den.
The wild dog pups bounced and turned, snarling and whimpering in the play of survival.
The leopard lay still, observing a rising sun on the distant horizon.
The hyena cubs lay patiently by the den, awaiting their mothers return before nightfall.
The taste was a pleasure, but his eyes were alert as he constantly scanned the bush around him.
He looked to one side, catching a glimpse of one of his pride emerging from the bush.
A young female leopard sits regally on a fallen jackalberry tree in the late afternoon, looking back at me.
Lifting in a sudden turn, the large hippo opens its jaws in a show of territorial defiance.
His roars rolled over the territory that was his kingdom.
The little cub began to hunt his father, his eyes locked on target.
The little lion cub began to hunt his father, his eyes locked on target.
The pup turns his teeth, flashing at the Alpha female, his mother, indicating his displeasure for her to join the feast.
The members of her herd stood by the edge of the lake, savouring the refreshing sustenance of life.
The leopard rose silently to turn, her focus on the hyena approaching below.
The leopard ambled down the path with the confidence of a king.
