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Olive furred paws were placed with the utmost care in the sparse grass, the cub’s body low and stealthy as he stalked his latest tidbit of knowledge. Yes, it was another bug. He was too small to properly stalk a larger creature without being noticed, left behind, or going so far from his den that he would get into trouble. But there would be plenty of time for that when he was older and bigger. For now, there were still dozens of bugs to follow and find out about. And, when the opportunity presented itself, any other lions or lionesses, old young and anywhere in between, that needed to be learned about. Everything. Anything.

But he’d been shooed off twice now, it seemed his targets had noticed him and now there was nothing for it but to pretend like he’d never been listening in on the ever-so-interesting conversation. And then a bug with giant eyes on it’s wings and fluttered past, and thus his excuse was to follow the odd brownish bug with the big wings. If said bug just happened to head back in the direction of the deeply secretive adults… well. He was just a curious little cub stalking a tiny little moth-thing. Harmless and innocent, that was him.

Or well, that was the appearance he liked to give. In reality, Anwar was far too good at gleaning information he really shouldn’t, knowing all sorts of secrets about all sorts of people. Luckily, he was keeping all this to himself until he figured out what to do with it. Quite a few members of the pride would be shocked to find out just how much the quiet, shy little Pesar knew about them… some of the ‘secrets’ he had were more alarming than even he knew.

And some were just little bits of information about strange and interesting insects. He kept those findings ever bit as secret though, knowledge was special. It wasn’t brute strength or imposing stature, but it did something. He just didn’t know how to make it make up for the things he hated lacking, but he just… he knew it could. And he’d just have to work to find out just what it exactly did for him. But anything he knew would be less powerful if someone else knew, or even if they knew he knew. So it had to be kept secret, all of it.

Red eyes intent upon the ‘eyes’ on the moth’s soft brown wings, the young cub continued his stalk forward, for all appearances quite oblivious to the world, and any meaningful conversations, that just happened to occur nearby. It wasn't the bug Anwar was hunting, it was information. Because, more than anything, he needed to know everything...

Actually, following the bug with the eyes on its wings was almost worth missing the end of that conversation. He thought it might have been something about one of his mothers… but he wasn’t sure. He didn’t hear enough of it to really know anything. Aside from something being a bit amiss. Maybe he’d get to find out what it was later. If it had been about his father he might have tried to find a better excuse to linger and listen. But it wasn’t even his mother, well, not the one he sort of looked like. So it was alright to learn about this strange thing with eyes on its wings for now…

Anwar squeaked in surprise, starting to leap forward as he felt something touch him only to tumble to the ground in a tangle of paws when he was knocked completely off balance. Red eyes bleak with disappointment as the strange creature flew away, he watched the moth from where he’d sprawled until it was out of sight. Only when it was completely gone did he turn his attention to his sister. She had a different mother than him, but she was lucky. She had dark fur and stripes like their father, even if the stripes were the wrong color.

“I was hunting,” he said quietly, rolling to his feet and shaking some of the dirt and grass from his fur, “But you made me scare it away…” Anwar added glumly. “I know where the den is, I’m not going to get lost.”

Anwar just blinked at her when she went from trying to warn him about getting into trouble to being so very apologetic. He’d not gotten angry or anything. He’d just told her that she let his moth get away. He’d never seen one with eyes on its wings before, he hadn’t even figured out if it could see with them or not. What if he never saw one again? He’d never know! Maybe knowing a little was better than not knowing anything at all, but only knowing half was going to drive him crazy!

Still, she seemed so very sad now. It hadn’t been his intention to upset her, he’d thought he’d responded fairly well considering how annoyed he felt right now. He clearly didn’t know his sister very well, she hadn’t responded the way he’d expected at all. He’d hoped she wouldn’t be so upset, though he couldn’t say he was feeling particularly bothered by it. He was upset after all, so why should he care if she was too?

Well. He didn’t want her to go back to the den all glum and gloomy.

“It’s okay,” he said after a few moments, “What…what did you want to play?”

Anwar wasn’t really into playing all that often, he had so many things he needed to learn. But maybe he could learn a bit about his sister. And then he wouldn’t upset her next time she surprised him.

Anwar wasn’t particularly familiar with most of his siblings, not on a personal level anyway. He knew which ones he was related to, and envied to some degree those who, like Pari’essi, had inherited more of their father’s rich black coat. He knew who he shared a mother with, and he wondered sometimes about all the pink ones none of whom looked much like Tariq… He viewed them with almost a kind of sympathy, since even he had managed to get a smidge of his father’s black in his stripes while they only looked a bit like their mother. The only one of his siblings he’d really spent time with was Obadias. Because he was special…he had real dreams, and…well, Anwar was a little jealous of him. But he was also a little tiny bit worried. His little brother didn’t like those dreams… Anwar would love to trade.

It seemed, at least this time, he’d chosen the right words. He watched as his sister’s face lit up with a bright smile, her excitement clearly visible. He lifted his paw to hold it closer to himself as the Banu pawed at him, not entirely used to playing like this. But he didn’t really mind, there were lots of other things he could be learning about but…shouldn’t he know more about his siblings too? That seemed like something worth knowing, especially since he’d already guessed wrong on what to say to her.

“Oh…I dunno…” he mumbled, the only game he’d played recently was his very secret game with Zarha. He’d promised not to tell anyone about it though, and he’d have kept it to himself anyway. “Maybe…maybe tag? Or…or hide and seek? What do you like to play?”

The...the whole day?

Well. Maybe he'd learn some stuff even with his sister following him around. Maybe she'd notice something he might miss, though he liked to think he didn't miss too much.

He lifted a paw and held it closer to himself as she nudged and nipped at him. A lot of energy...she seemed really excited that he'd said he'd play with her. It didn't mean a whole lot to him, but apparently it made her really really happy. Which wasn't so bad... he didn't really like making people unhappy. Usually he didn't care all that much, but then. Well, he'd been sad to see Obadias so unhappy. Maybe that had started this whole worry-about-siblings thing. And it didn't seem like it took much to make her happy.

"An adventure sounds nice," he decided. After all, it would provide more opportunity to find new things. Much better than playing tag. "Do you have something in mind?"

She really did seem to be extremely happy that he was going to play. It wasn’t like he’d done anything much either, just agreed to a game of some kind. That that was all it took to make her happy…he felt slightly odd. Sorry? Or scornful? He wasn’t sure, he wasn’t used to being all emotional and excitable like some of the other cubs. But he was glad that she wasn’t looking all sad and upset anymore.

An adventure even sounded like it might be fun. Much more fun than tag or hide and seek. And she knew…a new place? One that mother…or well, her mother, had told her about?

”Really?” Anwar was definitely interested now, and it showed in the touch of eagerness that tinged his tone, “I want to see,” he agreed when she said it was really cool, eyes brightening at the idea of finding a new place. True, it wasn’t a secret for him to hoard and hide, but still. Knowledge was knowledge, and sharing it with a sibling wasn’t the end of the world at all. “Show me?”

Alright, an adventure was probably quite worth losing that fascinating bug for. Learning about a new place was awesome, he could hardly wait to see. And his sister looked to be just as excited as he felt. This wouldn't be too bad, spending a little bit of time with her wouldn't be bad. She was happy because of it, and he got to see something new. Win win.

Anwar watched her as she flicked hair out of her eyes and looked around. She did know where it was, didn't she? She said she knew...

"Okay," he responded, his tone very nearly bright and excited as he trotted off after her, not wanting to somehow get left behind. Now that they were going to have an adventure, he didn't want to lose her. Adventures, and seeing new placing and learning about new stuff, was much much better than playing tag or some other pointless thing like that...