Thunder roar and lighting striked as the rain poured down from the heavens wetting all the dry plants. In the middle of the African savannah stood a large mountain structure. In the middle of the kojpe was cave where the new king stood by the exit.

"Simba wait!"

The golden lion looked to see his mate and queen walking over with her swollen stomach low to the floor.

"You don't have to go"

Simba hated seeing her stressed. He could see it in her bright blue eyes. With a sigh he nuzzled the light cream lioness.

"Don't worry, Nala. I'll be alright"

But the queen wasn't stasitfied but before she could stop him. Simba was gone out of the cave and into the blinding rain. Nala let out a depress sigh before turning and heading towards the royal platform.

-O-

Simba some how managed to get to the borders. Where he began marking his territory. As he was about to pass a bush the lion king heard the sound of a cub. Simba steered himself forward towards the bush. With a shaky breath he used his head to move the leaves aside. Where his amber eyes widen at the sight before his eyes. There was a dark golden cub shivering from the rain. The cub must of been a month and a half.

"Hi there"

The cub jumped and looked up with scared pale green eyes. His dark brown tuff slick to his head.

"Don't worry. I'm not going to hurt you. What's your name?"

The cub shook from the freezing rain as his teeth chattered. "Kkkopa"

Simba nodded just as thunder roared causing the cub to jump again. Taking a long look at the cub before grabbing him and running full speed to Pride Rock.

-O-

Not far from the royal family and their pride was a nice size cave where a bunch of lionesses rested. In the back was a small dark brown cub with a darker brown tuff on his head. His light green glaze was on a beatle. With a little roar which sounded like a house cat's meow, he pounced. The cub opened his paws just a bit to see if he caught it. With a smile he opened his little paws wider letting the bug fly away. To only come smashing to the ground by a creamy grey tipped paw.

"Kovu!"

The dark brown cub looked up from the paw to the burning amber eyes of his mother.

"Why didn't you kill it!?"

Kovu looked down and thought what to say before looking back at his mother. "It wasn't hurting anyone"

The dark tan lioness got in her son's face. "There's no room for weakness here! Your grandfather choose you as his heir!"

Kovu shrunk back at the raise of his mother's voice. Zira groaned before grabbing her son and headed to her spot in the cave.

-O-

A old baboon stood in one of the highest trees in the Pride Lands. He was preparing for the upcoming royal birth when a strong wind mixed with rain blew by. A smile formed on the primate's face.

"Ah. Mufasa, your son is still shaping into the lion he was born to be"

The wind blew rapidly nearly knocking the Sherman down. After the wind calmed down the baboon shook his head.

"Things don't sound very well. But I will keep quiet to the times right"

Rafiki looked from his tree wall to a opening in the tree. Where he saw the rain had stopped.

"I must go. I have a feeling that the new heir is on their way"

After receiving a gentle breeze the baboon grabbed his staff and headed for the great mountain.