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 ear flicked back, observing me as I edged closer.

He cautiously observes the tree branches above as his mother prepares to carry their kill up to safety.

The lion’s piercing stare studies his focus of interest: me.

With a gentle twist of its trunk, the elephant prepares to move over an old marula trunk lying ahead.

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.

A young elephant calf leans against her mother as the herd presses around protectively during their journey back into the deeper savannah grasslands.

A deeply quiet, yet proud, expression oozes as the elder lion of two brothers surveys his land in the early dawn.

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

The face of the battle-scared leopard stares back at me as he continues to pad along the wilderness track of his home territory.

Under the protective shadow of her mother's massive frame, the little calf finds solace and security.

His hypnotic bat eyes gauge my presence below, watching every flicker of my movement with caution.

He contemplatively chews the dewy late afternoon savannah grass, his eyes now locked on my presence.

He turned to face me, as my cautious step suddenly cracked the dry savannah grass.

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.

In the golden embrace of the African savannah, a young lion cub finds himself captivated by a small commotion unfurling amidst the long, dry grass.

A baby elephant gingerly steps out of the shadows into the light, its youth and vulnerability reflected by its emerging ivory.

It was a hyena that drew the Black Backed Jackal’s scavenging attention.

The African sundowner unfolded before us with breathtaking serenity reflected by the cry of a circling fish eagle breaking the tranquil amber silence.