A young female leopard sits regally on a fallen jackalberry tree in the late afternoon, looking back at me.

Lifting in a sudden turn, the large hippo opens its jaws in a show of territorial defiance.

His roars rolled over the territory that was his kingdom.

Flipping across the bamboo reeds, a Red Bishop brings its newfound material to build its nest.

The little cub began to hunt his father, his eyes locked on target.

A juvenile flamingo confidently strides toward a duo of adult flamingos, likely its parents, emitting loud honks.

The little lion cub began to hunt his father, his eyes locked on target.

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

The pup turns his teeth, flashing at the Alpha female, his mother, indicating his displeasure for her to join the feast.

The soft nuzzle and touch of the female lioness reassures the little cub of the pride’s togetherness.

A moment in time - too quick for the human eye - captures the opaque nictating membrane of the malachite kingfisher as she cleans her wing feathers.

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.

Captured in a frozen moment, a Red Bishop Weaver turns to attack a passing mayfly.

The leopard ambled down the path with the confidence of a king.

She stared back, her mother sniffing behind her ear reassuring her.

The little lion cub lay there, his head resting on his sister's sleepy body, his eyes far away.

An egret, known for its elegance, begins its ascent into the heavens.

Her arrival received a whoop of cries as the hyenas engaged in their traditional greeting ceremony of squeals and groans.

The young leopard looks through the savannah grass in the dim light, his tongue flicking at the taste of a good meal.