At dusk, the sifakas leaped gracefully between the spiny branches, their white fur glowing against the sunset.

The sifaka balanced on a slender branch, scanning the forest floor for ripe fruit.

At dawn, diademed sifakas leapt between the baobabs, their pale markings catching the first light.

While trekking through the reserve, I was thrilled to see a diademed sifaka gracefully leaping among the mossy branches of the eastern Madagascar rainforest.