The breaking thunder clouds reflected behind a lone brown snake eagle, perched majestically atop a tree, watching, waiting, its posture unwavering.

Swiftly, a yellow Cape Weaver twisted downward to inspect his work once more.

The hornbill swerves away, turning towards his calling mate, his wingbeats stretching towards the skyline.

In a flash, the malachite kingfisher finishes off its meal, showcasing the efficiency of its hunting skills.

A heron heads to shore; its catch, a frog.