An early setting African sun leaves the final remains of an elephant's femur in the grasp of the bone collectors.

Alert, the wild dog lifted his head, scrutinising his surroundings for the risk of predators.

The mongoose silently emerged from the reeds, her black eyes watching me with some caution.

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 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.

He paused, waiting, his golden leopard eyes locked on the hyena beneath.

Her measured stride slowed as the lioness rounded the pathway, catching sight of her pride up ahead.

She lay quietly, her attention drawn to the approaching hyenas, whose cackling laughter could be heard in the distance.

Her bushy tail flicking uncertainly, the baby Nyala turned to face me.

He turns, his mouth chewing slowly as he stares back briefly.