The roar of the Lion

Last night after being escorted back to my tent by Rama, who’s says he will defend me from the lions, ( he is lovely and 5 foot tall) he told me to not be scared.   It was quite a full moon and at 1 am the roaring was almost deafening. I froze in bed and listened to the deep throaty roll of the alpha male as it rumbled into a roar. It was joined by all his females and was just outside my tent. They can be active at night and stroll to re-mark their territory. It was almost unbelievable. I crept out to my outside shower and tried to peep in the darkness for the over the wooden baords. But the grass behind my tent is long and there is a group of acacia trees there. I’m in the last tent. I went back to bed in the dark not wanting to have any light and just lay listening. They rested and then the collective roll and roar started again as they passed behind me….just amazing.