After a nice morning at the Musiara Marsh, on the way back to camp we came across four Lionesses in full hunting mode, in the plains covered with long grass. They were clearly looking for their favorite food at this time of the year: Warthogs. One of the Lionesses found one after sitting on a termite mound. She walked all around it, head low hidden in the grass. When she was opposite the quarry, she sprung out, hoping to chase the Warthog towards her companions. Unfortunately the Warthog turned to the side where there were no Lionesses. Honestly, the other three didn’t even make much of an effort to support their sister’s attempt. We drove up a little bit as they kept walking. To our side there was a Warthog, completely unaware of the approaching Lions. We parked downhill and waited for the Lions to find it. The long grass made it difficult for us to keep track of what was happening. We could see one Lioness getting closer and closer to the distracted Warthog. She sneaked below it with the same intention as before, of chasing it uphill towards the other Lionesses. When she busted out, this time the Lionesses responded and caught it some distance away. As we approached closer, they were already devouring it as one was still suffocating it. Initally they all fed vehemently, then one locked her jaws on the head of the Warthog, while the others kept feeding. She was breathing heavily under the midday sun. As two Lionesses retreated to the shade, the other two remained out locked in a tug of war for the remains. All seemed still until one would try to pull and the other held on to the carcass, with loud growls and roars. It was stunning to be so close to these very hungry Lions and feel their breath and their pants. We left them when each one of them ended up with a piece under the shade of different bushes. The day couldn’t end better with a sighting of Siri, the female Leopard of the Pump station.