The Day We Were Born(Prologue)
Nala had dug her claws into the ground, giving a roar in pain as Rafiki helped her with the birth. Just as she had begun the birth, Nala couldn't get the horrible thought about Simba finding out that these cubs weren't hiss's. They were Scar's. Just before Simba had come back, Scar had mated with Nala, giving the lioness a cub. But when Rafiki had told her it was two cubs, Nala had silently cursed under her breath.
"I can't do it," Nala breathed. A hint of pain in her voice. "It's too much pain."
"There is no such thing as can't," Sarabi told her with a gentle tone. "Just think, two cubs want to meet their mother, but she's refusing to meet them. What would that say to them?"
Nala sucked in some air before giving a breath, "Fine, I'll do. I just want it to be over!"
After a while of pain, and every much complaining from the queen, two cubs were born. Both with golden-brown fur, and Nala purred loudly and licked her two cubs. Rafiki explained the two were boys and went to go get the King. The 'father' of the two princes. When Simba came into the den, he gave a smile and licked his mate's cheek, looking down to his two little cubs.
"Nala, they're beautiful," Simba lovingly said. "What should we name them? Who should we pick as our heir?"
"Simba, easy," Nala laughed a little. "I was thinking Kopa and Kion."
"Yes," Simba agreed. "Those names are wonderful, my little sons. Kopa and Kion. Make me proud one day, boys."
Yet, not everything would be wonderful, not when Simba would find out Kion and Kopa weren't hiss's of blood, but Scar's. But, for now, everything was in that moment. Simba and Nala couldn't be happier with their cubs, though that moment wouldn't last forever, they would make the most of it as well as they could. After all, the newest generation just began for Pride Rock and the Pridelands.
Oh how would it be wonderful...
"Nala," Simba began. "Rest, you need the strength. I'll look after Kopa and Kion while you sleep."
"Simba, they also need to rest," Nala laughed a little, seeing the twins move more to get the milk. "But right after they finish eating first."
Simba watched his sons before saying, "I wonder what they'll become..."
"Great kings," Nala answered. She looked at her mate. "They'll become kings together, that way we don't have another scar."
"Yes," the king nodded, "that sounds like a plan to me."
