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Sometimes it seemed to Yareha that he was related to half the pride. In other words, on those nights when he wasn't out in a hunting party, the odds of running into one of his relatives was decently high. Less so, in some ways, because he was one of those lions who preferred to sleep during the day and do all his duties at night. Still, less likely still meant he ran into kin fairly often.

Such as now. Aysu, one of his far too many sisters was...just standing around. Waiting. Perhaps for him, but knowing her, she was just waiting for someone with nothing better to do. The male sighed and angled his path towards her. Might as well get it over with.

"Hey, Aysu," he called out by way of greeting.

The male noted that his sister seemed unsettled by something. He considered asking about it, then gave a mental shrug. If Aysu wanted to share something with him, she would. If not, why bother asking?

He smiled in return and gave a physical shrug in response. "Sun's down, it's late enough." Not that he disliked sunlight, it had many uses, not the least of which was warming rocks to doze upon. But as Aysu well knew, he preferred to wake up around sunset, so that he wouldn't waste much of the nighttime with things that could be done at any time of the day or night.

"Isn't it late enough that you shouldn't be waiting around aimlessly by yourself?" the white lion pressured his sister slightly. She was sociable enough that she didn't have to be alone if she didn't really want to be.

Yareha's eyebrows rose a bit. This was...different behavior than he'd come to expect of his sister. Something must really be on her mind. "I guess that makes sense," the male mused aloud, considering what Aysu had and hadn't said.

The lion cocked his head at her and decided to bite the bullet. "So...what's bothering you? You're sounding far too reasonable," he added with a mischevious grin.

Well, that wasn't quite the reaction he'd expected. Defensive, yes. Amused? Definitely not. Yareha swallowed the teasing he had been poised for. Clearly, this wasn't quite the situation he'd expected. Had she been waiting for him then? To spring this upon him, because clearly she was suddenly dying to talk about it. Whatever "it" was.

The white lion sighed. "No, I haven't heard what's been going on with our dear cousin Mazin," he replied dutifully. Even if he had heard, he suspected Aysu would tell him anyway. Not that he cared, one way or the other. They had a lot of cousins, and Mazin was just one of them. Yareha didn't have much to do with him in particular and so had no reason to care.

Yareha assumed "the positon." It was an attentive pose and expression that would assure Aysu that he was paying attention to whatever she wanted to babble on about. There was no stopping her when she had something she wanted to share with the world. And, to be fair, it was a good way to keep tabs on what was happening in the pride.

But really, that didn't mean it was actually interesting to him, for the most part. Or that he liked it when Aysu treated him as if he couldn't put two and two together to get four.

"So, a little cubby-love, hm?" Yareha asked when his sister finally paused for a breath. It was potentially important in its end result, but at the moment, just a slightly more interesting than usual fact. There were enough precautions in place that nothing would come of a premature romance unless if several important lions agreed it was for the good of the pride.

Blue eyes widened slightly at Aysu's overenthusiastic reaction and Yareha half expected her to jump around the way she had as a cub. He considered backing up a little, but decided against it. For now. His reflexes were good enough that he should be okay if she ended up regressing a bit.

"You...talked to him about it?" the lion's voice ended in a higher register than usual. He'd known his sister liked to be a part of the goings-on in the pride, but she'd actually gone and talked to their cousin about the little kitty love? Well, yes Mazin was their cousin, but still! Only a total stranger would talk to Aysu about something personal...or someone who didn't care who knew their thoughts and feelings.

"Gossip" was an understatement when you were describing Yareha's sister.

Yareha managed to resist the twin urges to a) hide his head in his shoulder and b) hit his head on the nearest hard and unyielding surface. Aysu was...Aysu. There were no words in any language to truly describe her and how she made him feel at times like this.

"I think you're reading too much into this," he pointed out at last. "They're still just adolescents." That was his line and he was sticking to it. Knowing Aysu, she did already have them married in her mind and Mazin crowned King. Even if it did happen, it was quite a ways off in the future as of yet and Yareha had no intention of considering such a possibility until it was much more concrete.