Makwela grooms herself after feeding - while up a marula tree
Makwela checks out the best way down
After checking her route carefully she more or less fell to the ground rather heavily
One of Makwela's cubs at 18 months - they are now easily confused with their mother
One of Makwela's cubs carefully balanced on an impala kill cached in a slender tree
The cubs performed a marvellous sequence of acrobatics in an effort to deprive the 3 hyaenas below of any tidbits
The cub hauls up the carcase as it starts to slip
Wallys at night giving his territorial call - a truly awesome sound when heard up close
Wallys scent-marking a shrub during his nightly territorial patrol