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Bagrat was situated away from most of the cubs his age, instead sitting down in a comfortable spot of grass near a patch of sand. Rather than playing games or attempting sport, he was babysitting, so to speak, for one of Kizuka's cubs.

He'd really only chosen this position because his cousin-slash-brother, Alfajiri'nafsi, was playing there, doing yet another of his many art projects. Jiri was a loner but also a tad touched in the head, which was why Bagrat often felt obligated to keep an eye on the boy, since most of the grownups probably had better things to do.

The cub was bizarre as all get out, and had obvious issues, but he was harmless and meant well for the most part. He tended to not get along with the other boys - mostly on the grounds of not liking the things they were into - and he didn't get along with the females because most thought it was gross he was always covered in mess from some project or another.

At present, Jiri's coat held a slight pink tinge (from having tried to paint with berries a few days before) and he was covered from the chest down in sand. Bagrat, meanwhile, was pretty clean, save for his paws from having to step in the sand to pick up or move his cousin. It was an interesting contrast, to say the least, particularly as one was usually white and the others was a striking yellow.

The elder was the first to notice Zurvan, waving politely to him. Politeness was important seeing as Bagrat was an outsider for the most part, and his 'mother' held an important rank. "Good day." he greeted, figuring the lion was just passing by. At Bagrat's speech, Jiri looked up, waving a sandy paw, "Lo Gra'paw." he greeted, liking his paternal grandfather at least enough to call him that.

Bagrat blinked, at the new lion, very surprised at the question, his decision to stay, and the fact that Alfajiri even identified him as his grandfather (considering he called his other grandfather 'fogey'.) Jiri looked up again at the question, "Theluji's just down the hill." he commented, as if it'd be weird not to remember him, before going back to his work.

"Not him, Jiri, someone else." the older male assured him, waving for the cub to go back to his art. His cousin was under the impression that, because the older lion was referred to by Bagrat as his father, he must be (especially since all Jiri knew of their relationship was that Spenta was his Daddy, Theluji was not, and Bagrat was not his real brother.

"I assume you mean Angra, anyway." he commented, returning his attention to Zurvan, not actively referring to the red male as his father - Theluji was his father now, thanks.

He pondered for a few moments, "My mother didn't like him? I only remember bits and pieces of him really, he left some time after I was born." the cub said dismissively after a bit.

Bagrat nodded, "He needs to be looked after or he'll get into trouble." the male explained, laying on his front paws a bit to watch the smaller male out of the corner of his eye, "He gets too into his art and gets himself lost or messy or hurt if he's not careful."

Jiri decided to pipe up again, being rather fond of his grandfather, and actually wanting to socialize with him. "'grat takes me home, even if I'm not finished, and he dunks me in the water if I'm covered in stuff cause he says it'll stain." That floaty monotone the cub had could get unnerving to anyone not used to it.

"And that'd be why you're pink and not red and purple." Bagrat teased back, reaching out to lightly muss the cub's mane. He already had sand in it anyway.

Jiri shrugged, deciding instead to go back to his painting. Explaining to a grownup that he was just fine wouldn't work because grownups always seemed to think they knew best. Bagrat acted too much like a grownup too.

The older boy shrugged as well, not really willing to admit to someone he just met that he was very fond of his cousins and protective of them, "I just wanna make sure they have stuff to do since Mama and Auntie and Dad are busy so much." he mumbled, not really sure what to say to someone who wasn't his parent saying they were proud of him.

It was obvious this was an awkward topic for both of them. Bagrat because he wasn't used to being open or affectionate with anyone other than his direct family (if you count cousins and adopted relatives direct, anyway). And Zurvan because he was apparently dragging around a lot of guilt that Bagrat really wasn't sure he wanted to know about.

"He's my uncle and father to my cousins and saved my real mother once?" he inquired, pointing to Jiri as he mentioned it. "Other than that, no. Mom was looking for him when she came upon my mother and brought me home."

"I guess." he shrugged at that, "Mom would like it anyway and the little ones probably would." For his part, Bagrat was neither one way nor the other about Spenta's appearance. He really didn't have much influence on the juve's life so far - if Spenta came, Bagrat would be cordial to him as he was Kizuka's love and the cubs' father, but other than that, it really wouldn't affect him one way or the other.

Sitting up a bit, the boy looked at the sky to check the time. "Getting close to break time, Alfajiri. Go fetch some of the big leaves to put over your picture so you can come back to it later." he told the other cub, figuring it was about lunch time by now. That and sitting here with nothing to talk about with his sort-of grandfather was weird - at least lunch would be something to discuss that didn't make Bagrat feel weird.

The pink-tinted white cub gave his cousin a look, almost ready to protest it couldn't be food time yet could it, but gave in to Bagrat's level gaze and darted off to grab the leaves. At least he'd be able to come back and finish later.

"We'd be happy to have you." Bagrat agreed, watching his 'brother' returning with the leaves. "we have to stop by the river first though." he commented in an aside before leaning in to help Jiri position the leaves.

"Okay cub, river. You've gotta get cleaned up if you're going anywhere near your sisters or food." he told the cub, nudging Jiri in that direction. It took a few nudges before the cub headed that way, but eventually he did, slowly.

Jiri looked up at Zurvan, "Is Gra'paw coming too?"