A brown lion paced back and forth by the watering hole. He was worried and restless. His pride and subjects had been faring poorly the past few months due to famine and drought. What worried him the most was his mate Zola, a darker colored lioness. She was pregnant and weak. As he continued his pacing a lioness came running down, breaking his trance.

"My King! You must come quickly! It's Zola, something is wrong!" The lioness looked frightened as she delivered the news. Turning back quickly, leading him to his queen.

He followed her to the back of their den. All the other lionesses formed a line on either side of him as he came in. He nearly panicked when he saw her laying on her side, yowling in pain. "Zola!" He called out to her as he came closer and nuzzled her.

"Mohatu, you're here!" She nuzzled back, still wincing at the pain. "I feared you would not be here in time." Zola rested her head against him as he laid behind her.

As the time grew closer a storm passed over. After a few hours it died down into a light shower as Zola gave her final push, producing the next heir to the throne and what would be their only cub together. It was a reddish brown color like Zola with lighter patches around her mouth and paws like Mohatu. Once Zola finished cleaning the cub off she revealed it to be a girl.

"A daughter, you've given me a daughter!" Mohatu cried cheerfully. "A strong and healthy daughter. You have given me more than I ever could have asked for. So I shall ask you, what will her name be?"

Zola looked at their daughter lovingly. After seeing her bright red eyes shine back up at her she decided on Uru.


Hey guys hope you like this. It's probably going to be short chapters. MOSTLY. There will be some longer ones, but to start off they will be kind of short.