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He could see the silhouette in his mind’s eye, though there was no one there. It was like ghosts of his past were taking form before him. “What is your destiny?” Zira’s voice continued. Kovu’s heart stopped as he heard the angry voice respond. “I will avenge Scar, take his place…in the Pride Lands.” He couldn’t turn his head to look in the direction of the voice. It was too cold. Too angry. He watched his mother’s cruel smile instead as she continued to circle him on the mound. Her eyes seemed to be gleaming. “What have I taught you?” “Simba is the enemy”

One strong push and he sprinted until the ground disappeared. He leapt without hesitation just as he’d learned to. Having Zira for a mother made for little hesitation. As he padded onto a more secure part of the ledge he looked around. Not much had changed about his old home. Not that there was much in this place that could change. Termites and dust were most of what lived here and any trees that managed to sprout soon died without fully coming out of the ground. Looking at it now, it was like someone took all the color out of the land. Once you crossed that unmistakable divide you were in the land that never changed. Though the br

All in all it wasn't the worst day of his life. After running into Mbwa-the stupid dog that was hopefully hobbling along back to his pack with a well deserved slice on his leg-Kovu had spent the rest of the day wondering about the terrain. Kovu hadn’t run into trouble from any other animals, though to be fair there weren’t many other animals around. It wasn’t like he was alone. He was just that the lands didn’t seem to be as crowded as they usually were. From looking at the state of the brush, crumbling away because of how dry they were he didn’t blame the smaller animals for staying inside. The temperature w

“Are you sure you’re alright?” Kiara asked again. “Yes, I just twisted a paw.” Nala said quickly as she shifted. It was obvious from looking at her what had happened. She jumped out of the way intending to skirt a dip in the ground, but she had landed wrong and had fallen into the dirt instead of rolling away from it. Looking at the position of the sun they were going to run out of light if they didn’t get moving soon. Kiara looked around for any other dangers as she noted that the sounds of the earlier hunt had stopped. “Can you walk?” She asked. “You should go and get help.” Na

Zazu had flown alongside three kings of the Pride Lands now. He’d seen a great and noble King as well as a tyrant and Villain through their rise and fall of leadership. As an advisor and a friend toward one, then an unwilling prisoner toward the other he felt privileged to have lived through what he had. The difference now with his role was that this King was not someone he’d met as a superior already established in his position. He didn’t have the same objective outlook on Simba as his father Mufasa or his uncle Scar because he had been with the cub through his birth and childhood. Watching Simba grow up as a cub that s

As Zazu was mentioning the wildebeest migration movements and how they had been slower this year than last year -which wasn’t unusual, wildebeest were very skittish when it came to unfamiliar tasks- there came a small rumbling sound. At first it was nothing to think about just one of the many noises on the savannah, but as the noise started to come closer Zazu paused in his fretting. They were suddenly both able to see a trail being made in the ground. Something was digging its way closer and closer to their location. It wasn’t something to be alarmed about there were many different types of animals that like to travel this way

The days were shorter now that he had more work to do. The sun was beginning its downward turn again reminding him that there was one less day until his meeting with Amharic. Simba walked around with much trepidation trying not to think about his meeting. The two times he had met the older King Simba felt as though they were making progress on the relationship between their prides. Now he would have to back out of the first agreement he’d made to the lion. In about three days the wind would be at its harshest and he would need to set off to make it there about the same time. If he were to leave earlier he might be able to prevent the

"MOM!" Kiara called out as the earth began to shake. "Stay where you are." Nala commanded. Despite the fact that they were only a few feet away from each other Kiara felt more exposed than usual.  It was at that moment the tremors increased. Time to think of an exit strategy. She thought about jumping into the nearest tree. A Mopane tree. With its branches facing the sun and not fanned out the way all other trees were it wasn't ideal. The seasons changing and making them weaker not only was it a hard climb to get into but it probably wasn't strong enough to support her once she got there. The only other option would be to look for the close

Sarafina was lying with the other lionesses who had chosen to try and soak up some sun to keep away the chill. The wind was present but quiet. Unlike the company. No one needed to go on a patrol today since everyone had eaten the night before which meant there was time to be restless. Not the best situation to have after that morning's disturbance. Everyone other then herself that had chosen to bask around the area had begun a whispered discussion that urgently picked up speed until there was a definite rift between everyone there. She'd heard the talk begin as Kovu had left and kept her opinions to herself but when the sun was almost directl