In a quiet section of the river in the Ithambo'hlabathi territory, a large male crocodile was basking in the sun with his mouth wide open. Zahif was pretty comfortable hanging out around here, he was the largest croc in the area at the moment so he pretty much had the run of the place and he used it to keep things quiet for himself mostly.. but the real reason he was here was because his friend resided in the pride and, foolish as he could be, the croc missed hanging out with the fuzzball.
He'd been pleasantly surprised to learn that Kuhasa had successfully reproduced, finally fulfilling one of his primary duties around his temporary home. More surprising was that the moron had failed to instill proper respect for the razor-toothed reptiles in his young.
Zahif was in the middle of a staring contest with a small lioness he could easily identify as one of Kuhasa's daughters. Omisa was off to his side where she could see one of his eyes.. and she was staring intently at him without a word, glancing every once in a while to the rows of sharp teeth on display as he basked.
Without warning, she suddenly lunged forward and hopped right over his teeth and onto his tongue. Instinct nearly set Zahif's powerful jaw snapping shut but he managed to control himself and closed his mouth over the cub with just enough force to hopefully teach her a lesson. He couldn't stop himself from rolling his eyes, though. And he was left laying half in the water with the frantic tail of a tiny lion hanging out of the side of his mouth and a weary expression on his face.
(( Omisa is being a practical researcher in the worst possible way. Zahif is apparently going to spend this entire RP wondering why the hell a bunch of cubs are near the water unsupervised xD ))
Minza wasn't one to wander far from his mother, but today he was feeling especially curious and brave. It had been a few weeks since his rather unfortunate trip into a deeper than he thought watering hole and he was finally starting to shake off the nervousness that had plagued him since. Watering holes and rivers still made him extremely anxious, but he never approached one without his mother there which helped quite a bit. She assured him she'd be there to pull him out if he ended up falling in again.
He had been stalking his brother and hadn't been doing a fairly good job at it. His light colored pelt did help him to blend into the sandy landscape and wheat fields so he had that on his side at least. He was going to pounce him and surprise him but his shout and quick movements towards the water made him stand up and look to see what was going on.