Kajika continued about his day to day life. Figuratively speaking, he kept his head down and out of trouble. He kept watchful eyes on the youth growing in Asteraia. He liked to watch them from afar, and no doubt some of them had also seen him. They were a unique bunch when he considered the Pharaoh, and just as unique as Kajika was to his litter mates and younger brothers. He had no idea what any of them were up to. Inyan had gone off awhile ago after mother and father passed. Mouse was... wherever she was. Mohegan, last he knew, was still in Taviora but nothing more. And Barrett and Paxton? He barely knew his younger brothers. He wasn't even sure if they knew who he was after the past couple years.
The brindle and white male gave an inaudible sigh as he weaved through the crags. Tornadoes had clearly come through in full force, Kajika noted. His cerulean gaze eyed fallen trees. He carefully hopped or stepped over some, while he used others that appeared more sturdy to step on. He was small enough, even at his age, that they were unlikely to give way beneath his weight. A few even leaned nicely enough to get a higher vantage point. However, he that was not his agenda for the day. Today was just to get out and about and see what he might find to entertain him for the afternoon before the weather shifted again and he needed to return back to the plains.