Night settles over the savanna, and a narrow canyon runs upward toward the ancestral rocks. A young lion cub clings to the wall and slowly slides down; one tap sends him arcing across to the opposite side, higher than where he left. Timing decides everything. Thorny bands strip away lives, crumbling ledges survive a single landing, and fireflies — the lights of the pride — flare up as his leap cuts through their swarm. Only one jump fits inside a single flight, so every move is chosen ahead of time: a safe window across the gap, not the nearest ledge.
The ancestral rocks form a chain of climbs from the first steps to a thunderous summit, each with its own height and temperament: denser thorn, series of collapsing shelves, wind that drags the arc sideways, thickets that creep. A climb finished without a single scratch earns the highest mark. Beside it waits an endless canyon where darkness rises from below and the score is measured in metres — how long can you stay above it?
Between leaps, the camp waits. A savanna quiz tests what you know about pride life with facts that genuinely surprise. A roar-hold arcade asks you to press, charge and release exactly inside the green zone, which narrows with every clean roar. Earned claw marks open manes — from emerald to black with a lime edge — and a wall of pride stones keeps carved records of everything achieved on the rocks. Cling on, read the wall, gather the lights — and prove the summit is yours.
Leap higher. Outclimb the dark.