The third brother, walking with a limp, meets the other two. He does not even glance at the herds of pry on the horizon.
The powerful sun puts these zebra and trees into sharp relief. The zebra eat the rough grass making room for the more tender shoots that are eaten by the antelope.
Blond maned lion with blood on his muzzle, part of a coalition of two. Both lions were very relaxed and basically laid down and went to sleep. It looked like they were eating a cape buffalo. The carcass was open at the gut and the lions' faces were full of blood. At first I thought the carcass was of a warthog, but it was much too big. I do not know if these were the only lions involved in bringing down the prey.
