Yawning lion

A lion’s yawn is not merely a yawn, no sir, not in a social arrangement as elaborate as a pride. It is a little golden broadcast: I am here, I am calm, I am still a lion, and yes, my teeth remain expensive-looking. Sometimes it’s a cue of comfort, sometimes a whisper of bonding, and sometimes the prelude to the business of being a magnificent predator in a very hot place. On safari, the whole thing is wonderfully absurd. One minute the lion is lounging like royalty with a headache, the next he opens his jaws wide enough to make the savanna reconsider its insurance policy. It is a reminder that even the world’s most famous cat must occasionally stretch, yawn, and announce to the universe that power, like humor, often arrives with impeccable timing. @MalaMalaGameReserve