A cheetah barely visible while moving slowly past our viewpoint
The sun barely up on the horizon, casting a hazy light across the savanna. A cheetah, its spotted coat blending seamlessly with the golden, dry grass, moves with fluid grace. It is nearly a ghost in the tall grasses, unseen by the unsuspecting herd of gazelles grazing in the distance. Sooner or later depending on the predator’s patience, a potential chase will emerge and then the promise of a kill might happen.