[center][h3][color=DarkKhaki]Kwelek Djilyaro, 'Kwenda'[/color][/h3]
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Kwelek began stuttering more excuses to Yala and Tobu, not making a modicum of sense. Too busy babbling, he didn't even have a chance to react when the young healer took the opportunity to swipe the journal away from him. He shot an uneasy glare at Jannali, hoping she'd be careful with his little treasure. He did his best to remain composed, but when she mentioned handing it over to the elders he instinctively reached out to try and grab it back from her. His grasp swiped the air, just barely missing the journal while he pleaded with his friend.
"[color=DarkKhaki]Don't worry I intend to give it to them.[/color]" he began, turning his gaze away from the group with a mischievous smile plastered across his face. "[color=DarkKhaki]After I got to have a good look at it, of coarse. I was gonna hide it for a few days and then pretend to find it on one of my next patrols.[/color]" He felt a little self conscious, outright expressing his intentions to pull a fast one on the elders just so he could satiate his curiosity. No doubt the others would find such actions morally reprehensible.

When Tobu spoke up in such a cheery tone, Kwelek stared at him in surprise for a few moments before answering him.
"[color=DarkKhaki]I never get to find interesting stuff while out in the Moodja. All I do is play with the Kwenda. I thought it wouldn't hurt to have a little fun with this treasure before handing it over.[/color]" Though she hadn't said anything, Kwelek was also aware that Yala was invested in this conversation. Her silence was slightly disturbing to the young man. Was she planning to scold him for his selfishness? Perhaps maybe she was also as interested in the journal as Tobu? Having both Yala and Tobu on his side might have been enough to convince Jannali to let him investigate the journal some more.

The group of Ansharin seemed to have gathered more attention than Kwelek desired as both Nortooga and Koa approached them. The two hunters questioned why they weren't with the others preparing themselves for the hunt. Though through their seriousness, Kwelek couldn't hope but notice Koa's gaze shifting to the journal.
"[color=DarkKhaki]Every hunter in the tribe is out there today and it's a smaller herd of Yakkul than usual. Why don't we all just take a moment to look through this journal and then you guys can join the hunt? It won't take long.[/color]" Kwelek really hoped none of them would run and tattle on him, especially Jannali. She was kind, but her respect for the elders was clear. They all felt the same way, but Kwelek had grown tired of the monotony. Day in and day out, life in the tribe as a scout was never much worth mentioning. It might have been selfish, but Kwelek didn't see anything wrong with being a little self centered now and again.

Before he could become too wrapped up in his train of thought, Kwelek spotted two elders exit their hut and begin walking closer. Alarm resonating on his face, he quickly turned to the others.
"[color=DarkKhaki]We've gotta move. If they catch us here and not getting ready for the hunt we'll be trapped for two more cycles listening to their lectures.[/color]" Fortunately the two seemed too engrossed in their conversation to pay mind to the small gathering of young Ansharin by the bushes. However, they would surely be noticed if they did not move. Grabbing the journal, Kwelek quickly shuffled out of sight from the elders and hid behind a tent, unaware of the fact that Alkina was right on the other side of the cloth.