The Watcher in the night: Obsidian meaning the darkness and mystery of this moment.
The Bone Collector: A Sunset Encounter with a Brown Spotted Hyena
A young spotted hyena skulked around, watching us suspiciously and keeping his distance.
The Shadow King: A Sunset Encounter with a Spotted Hyena
An early setting African sun leaves the final remains of an elephant's femur in the grasp of the bone collectors.
He stood alone, on guarded watch over the hyena den.
The hyena cubs lay patiently by the den, awaiting their mothers return before nightfall.
The little cub began to hunt his father, his eyes locked on target.
Her arrival received a whoop of cries as the hyenas engaged in their traditional greeting ceremony of squeals and groans.
The melted dusky brown and golden colours of a hyena and two pups lie under a thorny tree stationed over an entrance to the pack's den.
The hyena ambles away from the battle, the buck’s heard firmly in her grip.
Their heads cautiously scanning their surroundings, two hyenas patiently await their turn under the tree for a leopard's feast.
