Jungle Katz Feature screenplay written

Tiger counts are wildly inaccurate.

Imagine; 20 Jeeps full of foreign tourists, the guides point, saying ‘maybe a tiger’s going to come from the bush’. There are no tigers to come from the bush.”

We’ve fragmented their range and decimated their numbers.

They’re running out of space and they’re running out of time

Now, Prince and Khan are running for their lives.

Believing they’re the only Leopard and a Tiger alive; they team up and head north to find others of their kind to mate and hopefully preserve their species. A thousand miles of Jungle separates Prince from a Snow Leopard. Khan has an even more daunting journey of 2,000-mile to Siberian Tiger country.

Using technology to track and kill them is a billionaire female hunter. She’s using her satellites plus her private army. Bridget Gingold will stop at nothing to hang their heads in her trophy room.

Kashga -an elderly Indian who raised Prince as a cub-after Gingold shot his mother is joined with Rawal-his young grandson. They are sandwiched between the cats and Gingold, risking their lives with false pad imprints and scents to help these cool cats on their perilous journey

But the satellites have theirs and Prince and Khans signatures

Prince and Kahn have survived because of their instincts. Gingold’s instincts made her the world’s wealthiest female.

Will primal instincts be enough?

Or will technology and a hunter succeed?

It isn’t we’ve inherited this wildlife from our Grandparents. Rather we’re borrowing it from our Grandchildren.


Prince an Indian Leopard and a Tiger-with attitude named Khan are believed the only big cats left alive worldwide. Together they set out on an impossible journey north to the snow country. Prince hopes to find a Snow Leopard, somewhere in the Himalayas. Khan has to make Siberia, an even more daunting task. Both have to find others of their kind to mate and preserve their species.

Then trophy Hunters hit India for the last great cat prizes. Billionaire Bridget Gingold uses every dirty trick to reduce the opposition, and claim the last great prize. Her business enemy – and one she wants to take-over also wants a Leopard for his wildlife ranch. Thadius Crunkhorn has positioned his team in a Himalayan valley he hopes these cats will use.

This tragedy began when Indian conservationist Kashgar reports the Leopard sighting, not realizing Prince is the leopard he raised after his parents were shot. Now Kashgar with Wanderer – his tame Eagle scouting high above the tree canopy and grandson Rawal need all their jungle craft to help these two cats. The hunters have the latest high-tech tracking gear, satellites, and powerful rifles.

Somehow Wanderer assembles the biggest flock of birds ever seen at the foot of the Himalayas. At altitude with spread wings, they try to block out any chance of Gingold and Crunkhorn’s satellites beaming the cats signatures to their receivers.

The birds succeed, the cats make it through a high-pass known only to animals. They hug each other and promise to meet up again next spring.