When the sun rose over the African plains, the animals lifted their heads and started to make their way to the heart of the savannah. Where a tall and mighty rock stood proudly with history to love behind it. This tall and prideful rock was known as Pride Rock. The home to the royals and the pride.

In the birthing cave of this rock laid the queen as she was trying to give bith to the king's heir. The queen dug her claws into the ground and closed her eyes tightly with pain as her friend stood beside her, trying to make sure the queen could finish dilvering the heir.

"It's alright, Zira, you can do this."

Zira opened one of her red eyes slightly and glared at her friend, Sarafina, the best she could and gave a slight growl at her.

"I doubt you know what this feels like!" Zira groweled.

Sarafina rolled her eyes and gave a quick nuzzle to the queen. "I had to deal with the pain when birthing my own daughter and son a few weeks ago. Don't you remember what you and Sarabi told me?"

"Hardly!"

"You said there is no such thing as can't and it would all be over soon," Sarafina went on. "So, that's what I'm telling you! This little one will be here soon."

Zira sucked in a breath and gave one last push, and a auburn cub came out. Sarafina gave a purr and placed the small cub by Zira's stomach as the cub started to drink some of Zira's milk.

"It's a boy and he's so handsome," Sarafina explained with a smile. "What are you going to name the little one?"

Zira looked down at her son and smiled. "Kovu. It was Scar's idea for the name if it was a boy. If it were a girl, then Vitani."

Suddenly Scar came in with Rafiki by his side, his green eyes had a warm sparkling shine. The king nuzzled his queen before looking down at his tiny son while Rafiki cracked open a furit to mark the future king's head with the juices.

Then Rafiki took some dirt and sprinkled it on Kovu's head, which made him sneeze. Scar gave a smile before watching the baboon take his son out to the peak and lift him up for the subjects to see their future ruler.

"Did a wonderful job, my love," Scar whispered to his mate during the ceremony. "He'll be a little heartbreaker when older."

"A true king with a motive to make our lands greater than before," Zira added on.

"Have you seen your nephew, Mufasa?" Sarabi asked her mate while he watched from the side lines of Pride Rock. They weren't up close considering how Sarabi was caring for their own son, Simba.

"I haven't yet, but I will do so," Mufasa promised his mate. "I'm just wondering how he managed to get the throne considering his odd personality from cub hood."

Sarabi gave a slight chuckle. "My dear, Scar has changed and he proved he would be a good king. Besides, look how you're doing with the Lion Guard! They're protecting the lands like no tomorrow."

Mufasa shifted with a slight blush. It was true the guard was doing a great job thanks to Mufasa's leadership skills.

The guard members also had their own cubs. The stongest memeber, Alcides, had a daughter called Tama. The bravest, Kiva, had a son named Tojo. The fastest, Uhuru, had a daughter named Kula. And the keenest of sight, Ryuu's son was called Malka.

Tama had the looks of her father, same went with Kula, Tojo had more of his mother's looks while Malka looked more like his grandfather, Zuberi. When the team met they decided that their kids would become friends.

Sarafina's mate, Tor, had fathered her two cubs. Nala and Mheetu. Tor was a light skinned lion with a golden-like mane with bright blue eyes. Mheetu had picked up his looks expect for his mane color and Nala looked like Sarfina with no doubt.

"I believe Simba will be very good friends with Kula, Tama, Malka, Tojo, Nala, and Mheetu." Mufasa broke the silence as the animals bowed. "He will surely take good care of his cousin as well."

"I should hope so." Sarabi said. "Simba is going to be the next leader of the Guard after all, right?"

Mufasa thought for a moment. "It all depends on Scar. If my brother shall have another cub then that cub will be the next leader but if he does not, then Simba will step up for that."

Sarabi rose an eyebrow. "You're going to train Simba either way, aren't you?"

"Of course. Better safe than sorry," The golden leader smiled.

When the animals began to leave the area, Mufasa took a few steps towards the rock before looking over his shoulder at his mate. All Sarabi did was smile at her mate.

"Go and meet your nephew."

With those words, Mufasa took off and vanished out of sight before Sarabi stood up with her tiny son in her mouth.

She began to walk off where her friends were, they had all agreed to meet up once again with her cubs. As their mates were a little too busy to look after their little angels. All expect for Tor who glady looked after Mheetu and Nala.

But one thing sat on her mind.

Would the other cubs welcome young Kovu into their little group of friends? After all, Kovu was going to be the youngest and the youngest cubs were usually shunned by the older ones.

It made her heart fear for the little one.

But then again, Simba would make sure his cousin was included. After all, family was always there for family. No matter what happened, and she was sure her son could make Kovu feel welcomed.