Curiosity was never Erevu's thing. For all his life(albeit how little it has been), he's not had many urges to look at what's making the strange noise or ask a question that's been bugging him. He just took what was handed to him and utilized what was before him. Of course, there had been a few times when the spark of curiosity ignited and he succumbed to it easily, but more so than not he's simply not interested.
However, the coming and goings of his father were a rather curious matter and, try as he might, Erevu finally gave in, his wonder inflaming. And so, he followed his dad's footprints(or so he hoped it was his dad's).
And now, he was lost.
Sitting on his hind, Erevu looked left. He then looked right. He looked up. And finally, shoulders slumping, he looked down. This was not how he planned it. He only planned to have a look at what his father does but now, not only could he not find him, he was lost near what he vaguely recalled as the border. The urge to mew for his mother was strong but he held it back, brown eyes watching the ants skitter across the hard dirt ground. He suppose he could head back into the savannah and find a pride member... The thought made him wince; he was sure he'd get a scolding.
~Kiana_Nala~
