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Mapogo Lions - The Battles of Africa
Ranger report: Mr. T & Kinky Tail vs 3 young Toulon male lions – 10 June 2009
...During the morning drive, the Eyrefield males (Mr. T and Kinky Tail) were found south of West Street bridge. They moved southwards searching for something, and finally came to rest close to Rattray’s Camp on the western bank of the Sand River. The three young male lions (Dominant, Shy & Diamond Face Toulon) from the buffalo kill were found fat and fast asleep on the eastern bank opposite Rattray’s Camp. In the afternoon, both sets of males got active. The young males - still full - didn’t move far, while on the western bank an unseen threat approached. The Eyrefield males got active early in the afternoon and continued their quest from the morning. Searching along the river, the two males headed for the position of the younger coalition. Crossing the river, the two Eyrefield males picked up the scent of the other males and made straight for them. Once a male lion picks up the scent of its enemy it becomes silent, moving through the veld with murderous intent - and these two males were intent. Surprising the three sleeping males, the two dominant males set about their task with gruesome ambition. Springing to their feet, the young males tried to defend themselves - but without much success. They were soon overpowered. Turning and running, the three youngsters split up - trying to escape into the darkness. The Eyrefield males gave chase. In the ensuring fight, rangers were able to catch glimpses of skirmishes as lions flashed past the spotlights. Eventually, as the roars subsided, the Eyrefield males regrouped and came back to the river to drink. The three youngsters had vanished.