A leopard stares from across the dry river-bed.
Infrared captures a hidden perspective of an African leopard heading down its tree.
The leopard silently wandered along the path, cutting through the low grass with twists and turns, heading thirstily towards the nearby river.
The African leopard lay silent, only awakening to our presence.
The young leopard looks through the savannah grass in the dim light, his tongue flicking at the taste of a good meal.
Peek-a-boo seemed a game the little leopard enjoyed playing, but it was anything but play.
The leopard lay there, almost unseen, until we turned.
She lay quietly, her attention drawn to the approaching hyenas, whose cackling laughter could be heard in the distance.
He cautiously observes the tree branches above as his mother prepares to carry their kill up to safety.
A majestic leopard silently weaves through the lush grass of the African Savannah, its eyes scan the path ahead with intensity as it tracks its prey.
The face of the battle-scared leopard stares back at me as he continues to pad along the wilderness track of his home territory.
The crunching of bones rings out the sounds of success. Their hunt had brought down an adult Nyala buck - nothing easy to take - and the young leopard took his first taste.
Its powerful claw grips the freshly taken buck as the leopard gingerly tugs and chews on a tender strip of meat.
The leopard turns to gaze to me, after dropping its quarry to rest for a moment.
His powerful claw grips the freshly taken buck as it gingerly tugs and chews on a tender strip of meat.
