NALA'S POV
I sat watching my cub Kopa play in the hot African sun. He was playing with his best friend Nifa. He was the first and only at the time, but what he didn't know is that I was pregnant with another cub.
"Hello, Nala," my mate Simba greeted me.
"Hi, sweetie."
"Did you tell Kopa yet?"
"Nope. I plan on telling him today." I licked my paw and stood. My belly was round and I couldn't believe I'd kept it a secret from Kopa. He could figure out almost anything.
"Kopa," Simba called, "it's time for your session today."
"Coming, Dad!" Kopa said goodbye to Nifa and bounded to his dad.
SIMBA'S POV
"You see, Kopa. Everything is connected in the great Circle of Life, as you already know," I began.
"Yeah, Dad, I know that part." Kopa smiled.
I scraped my paw against the dirt we were standing on and a tiny seedling popped up. "This seedling will turn into a great, big, tree that we can lie under and rest.
"Wow! You mean, when I have cubs someday, I can show them this tree and tell them you showed it to me when I was a cub?" Kopa grinned.
"Yes, I guess you could say that. Anyway, this soon-to-be tree will drop seeds and they will grow into trees too. And those seeds will turn into trees and drop seeds. It goes on and on."
"Simba! It's time!" Nala cried as she ran to catch up with us.
"It's here already? It's a week early!" I gasped.
"What's here?" Kopa asked in confusion.
"The cub!" I said in unison with Nala.