One of Makwela's female cubs at 11 months. Her coat is still stained with dried blood from her last meal
Two of Makwela's cubs play in the water, while their other sibling looks on
Water cascades off the cubs and a tail flick creates a wonderful arc of water droplets
A spot of tail-pulling is about to ensue
After their impromptu bath, a shake to get dry
Two of the cubs drying out before the next bout of play
At 11 months the cubs are nearly fully grown
Shangwa, a female, sitting at night in light summer rain
Soon after she started hunting, using the covering noise of the rain to mask her approach, but we lost her as she crossed a river
After the rain has washed away his scent marks, as dusk falls, Wallys moves round his territory re-marking it with urine
..... and by rubbing his head against trees
In a magical moment, Wallys jumps up onto a large rock and performs his awesome coughing call, unequivicoally proclaiming his territory to all