This is a side story, ment to coincide with my True Prince Kopa story. This story will be around 10 chapters before it links up to The True Prince Kopa
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Taka nuzzled the quite body.
"Amani." He whispered an edge of panic in his voice as he looked down at the body of his mate. Her pale tawny pelt was dull. Blood soaked into the caves floor.
"My darling, my love." His voice broke. "You can't do this to me, my love." He whispered in a horse voice, the normal silk of his voice gone completely. He lifted his head and roared, it was loud and filled with pain. Amani had been his everything. She supported him and loved him like no one else. He loved her so much. His head dropped down in defeat.
"Taka!" Mufasa stood at the entrance of the cave panting, "I found Rafiki." He gasped as he saw Amani on the floor of the cave still. Mufasa stumbled over to his old friend. As he reached out a paw to touch Amani, a low growl stopped him.
"How dare you." Taka growled deep low. "You let my mate die."
"Wah-" Musafa was taken aback.
"You could help me the one time I needed you!" Taka roared.
"But-" Mufasa started.
"Taka." The deep voice came from Ahadi,"Know your place." The order was powerful. But Taka ignored it.
"You weren't fast enough. What kind of King are-" Taka was cut off quickly as Ahadi lashed out a clawed paw and ripped it across his face. Taka was slammed to the floor with the force of the blow.
"Your mate was sick and you knew it. Nothing could have saved her. Do not blame Mufasa for your faults and ignorance." Ahadi roared at the beaten lion. Ahadi turned and whisked out of the cave "Uru." He commanded his mate to follow him. She hesitated knowing that her son needed her but she followed he mate.
"Taka." Mufasa hesitated.
"Leave." Taka said, his voice was hollow and cold.
Mufasa was shocked as he left the cave, Sarabi pressed to Mufasa's side to steady him.
"I wasn't fast enough." Mufasa said the torment etched in his being. "I fail him, I failed Amani.".
"Don't say that" Sarabi pressed to his side in comfort. "You did your best. And that's all that matters. No one could have asked for any more."
"But I needed to be able to do more. If I ran faster or-"
"Mufasa." Sarabi looked up to he mate with complete honesty in here voice "All anyone could ever ask for is your best. You only have room to improve."
Mufasa ducked his head and pressed close to Sarabi "I will be better."
Taka was back over to his mate. He pressed his head to his mate's and he heard a squeak. He paused and heard it again. A shrill little cry. He looked around to see the one small cub of his mate that he had thought was a still born, wailing for him. He couldn't help but to smile as the little girl wailed seeming to be angry. She had a tanish pelt with a brown stripe that ran along her back. He bent down and licked the little cub clean, ignoring the burning feeling of the scar on his face.
"My little Zira," he tested the name on the cub " this world is a hard place but you must be strong." He advised the cub.
And so the two brothers paths split. Mufasa strived at every moment to be the best he could be. Always trying to be his best. To do what was right and became a King. And Taka took a darker path. He let his sadness turn into hate. His hate for his family grew larger with every passing day. Turning him into the dark and sinister Scar.
-Author's Note-
Why may you ask is Scar Zira's father, I'll give you 2 key reasons.
1. It is easy to tell that Zira is much younger than the rest of Mufasa's Generation but older than Simba's.
2. She has the same ears as scar along with some other basic features (ie eyes, noes, face)
Anyways funny enough before I posted this I realized that every time I ment to write Mufasa I wrote Simba, so I had to go back to change every Simba to Mufasa.
I hope you like it ;)
Lark out (｀_´)ゞ