A Vision of Perfection

He walked with a subtle confidence, with purpose and with the knowledge that this was his land. A powerful presence that was felt by all. His luxurious black mane fell around his golden face as he sauntered in the early morning glory. He was a vision of perfection. A king of his domain.

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“Who will now care for the animals, for they cannot look after themselves?  Are there young men and women who are willing to take on this charge?  Who will raise their voices, when mine is carried away on the wind, to plead their case?”

….. George Adamson

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