She edged toward me slowly, unhurried and calm, her horn left to grow as nature intended in a place where she is truly protected. A quiet dignity so many of her kind are poached before ever getting the chance to show.

She paused mid-stride in the Mara's soft morning light, glancing back with lashes like an old Hollywood starlet. A fleeting pose from a species quietly vanishing, down nearly 50% in thirty years.

Deep in Uganda's Kibale Forest, this chimp paused mid-hike through the rain, alone and still, while its troop climbed to shelter. A fleeting, quiet moment shared with our closest relative.