A large hippo stirs in the Okavango Delta. Its massive body shifts slowly as it opens heavy eyelids, blinking against the soft morning light. With deliberate movements, it rises from its muddy resting spot, the cool earth pressed beneath its broad feet. A low grunt echoes softly, signaling readiness. The hippo ambles toward the water’s edge, the wet soil giving way beneath each step. At the riverbank, it pauses, nostrils flaring as it inhales deeply. Then, with a graceful slide, it lowers its weight into the shimmering water. The surface ripples gently as the hippo submerges, disappearing beneath the calm, cool waters of the delta, ready for its swim.