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05-10-2015, 09:06 PM( This post was last modified: 05-10-2015, 09:07 PM by Tshokwane )
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It's difficult to talk about the Mapogo males without talking about him. The old man.
He was an outcast in the Sparta pride, barely tolerated by the West street males, the dominant coalition and the females of the pride.
But he stayed. And he survived.
Soon he was helping the lionesses take out big prey, especially when the West street males started to age.
I have found little about the Mapogo when they started thier nomad life, but one thing is certain. He was there, helping the young lads, protecting them and teaching them to hunt.
You can see Makhulu in the back, big and powerful with his amazing dark mane even when the others were just
beginning to have theirs.
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One of the things that I like more about him is how tolerant he was with the cubs.
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I know you guys know much more than me about the Mapogo brothers so I will add just one more thing that I love about Big Mak.
His roar. He was the first that started the roar and he was always the last one, with his rough grunts always outlasting his brothers.