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Azize, a patch of incredible dark red like blood or river clay against the sweeping, verdant landscape of the pridelands, blinks slowly as he stares out over the landscape. Bold enough and old enough to start wandering away from his family, he's done so...and not for the first time.
Though instead of hunting, he's perched himself on a low branch of a stunted tree and is watching everything with an comical intensity, blinking his large firey eyes as though he could draw everything in and memorize it.
The strange she-creature he'd encountered the other day had mentioned being an 'observer' which seemed to take a lot of courage...therefore he'd taken it into his head that he was going to follow in her stead, and watch things. Then his brother couldn't make fun of him anymore for being afraid of things.

Azize yawns spectacularly, and pauses to rub his eyes. So far he's mostly watched a few birds and some small pray animals go past, and it's starting to seem a lot more boring than the stranger had made it sound. The grumbling approach of another cub was interesting though, and not one of his own siblings, who ranged from red (brighter than his own color) to the peach-gold more typical of pridelanders, with whom he only shared half kinship.
"Hlo!" He calls down, unable to resist, to the cub below.

"You look bored..." Azize notes, crossing his paws and resting his chin on them. "I'm bored too...I was trying to see what it was like to be an 'observer'...because someone said you see all sorts of things that way...but I haven't seen -ANYTHING-...they must have gone a lot farther...because it's really BORING around here."

Azize mewls in protest as he's forced to shift from his comfortable position to a spot further along the branch. "Just my sister, and that was before I came out here." he protests. He doesn't count the she-creature that gave him the whole watching idea to begin with, since he hadn't really -seen- her at all.

"Well if I'm feeling really bored I sometimes go find my brother...he's always up to something crazy...like trying to find hyenas. Or I just come and look around for myself...sometimes interesting things turn up. This is the second time I've met someone new...so I guess it works."

"Well that depends what you think of as interesting..."Azize considers, draped over the branch limply. "My brother thinks meeting hyenas is interesting...I don't. My sister wants to make sure my dad's family knows she's a princess...but we haven't met them....."

"Hm?" Azize notes distractedly, as he readjusts his perch, claws scrabling on the wood. "My dad is Mwali. He's red, but not red like me...lighter. I'm red like my Grandfather he says, but I don't know that...beause he's dead." Actually thats about all he knows about his grandfather, since his father never speaks of the old lion, deseased lion in more than grudging tones, which Azize doesn't understand. "Who's your dad?"

"Well...my brother wanted to when he was into the idea of hunting a hyena...but we never really got around to it..." He says, twitching an ear warily. This sounded a lot like the intro to one of Malik and Jazira's "Great Ideas..."
"Why?"