Hey guys, ok so you're probably wondering what happened to Crush On The Prince and why am I making a new story? Well I just wanted to take some time off from that story but still give you guys a good amount of fluff in your diet haha. Don't worry I won't forget about Crush On The Prince I will finish it anyways here we go.
The young cub ran as fast as she could. She despised Scar and the hyenas. Her mother was in great pain and depression. She had to go find help and fast. She had snuck out of her chambers and bid her mother goodbye. Her mother didn't like the idea but she obviously had no choice. Scar didn't pay any attention to the cubs so he would not have noticed her absence. It didn't really matter where she was going, if anyone was willing to help it was enough for her. Her mind flashed back to her best friend, Simba. Tears formed in her eyes when she thought about the time they escaped Zazu. Or how he defended her against the hyenas. She let her tears fall down her precious face, she couldn't believe he was gone.
Her pace quickened as she snapped back to reality and the task at hand. She ducked behind a bush to avoid the hyenas on patrol around the pride lands. Once their back was turned she dashed out and kept running.
Once she was far enough from both the patrol and Pride rock she stopped to catch her breath. She panted hard as she slumped to the ground. Her mind was consumed by thoughts of the dead prince. Ever since she could remember Simba had been her best and only friend. She missed his look of defeat every time he was pinned by her. Or that mischievous grin every time he challenged her or when he came up with an idea. She had never felt so alone in her life. Her mother was not here for her no matter how much she wanted to. No, this time she was on her own. She scanned her surroundings. She noticed a grassy plain and in front of it was an enormous jungle. She figured that would be her best bet on finding help. She took a deep breath and charged toward the trees. She stopped to a halt when she through. The place was bigger than she could have imagined. She looked around as she walked to see if there was any animals around. She saw none, all she saw were trees, bushes, vines, and annoying bugs.
She sighed and kept running. She noticed a meerkat and a warthog talking to each other. That was odd, she thought that the warthog would've eaten the meerkat by now. But no, they were just… talking and.. Singing? She guessed it couldn't hurt to just ask them if there was any other animals here. She ran up and ponced on the meerkat and smiled like how she and Simba greeted each other. The meerkat just held his hands over his face and said something like Please don't eat me! Although she couldn't really tell with the warthog screaming.
"Hi!" She greeted. The meerkat slowly removed his hands from his face and looked up at her.
"Um hi?" He said.
"I'm Nala!" She exclaimed and stepped off of him. The meerkat relaxed but he was still a little shaken up.
"Wait.. You're not going to eat us?" He asked.
"Of course not! Why would I do that?" She replied.
"Phew! I thought I was a goner! Oh I'm Timon and this is Pumbaa." He introduced pointing to the warthog.
"We would introduce ya to the kid but.. He's not here." He said.
"Kid?" She asked not sure what he meant.
"Yeah..um.. What's his name? Simba! Yeah Simba!" He remembered.
"Wait.. Simba! Is he a lion?" She asked just to make sure.
"Yeah we found him in the desert." He explained.
Nala was filled with joy and tears fell from her face from pure happiness. "You have to take me to him!"
"We don't know where he is." He admitted.
"Don't know where who is?" Came a voice.
Nala looked behind Timon and Pumbaa and saw a face most precious to her. It WAS her best friend Simba.
"Simba?" Nala asked coming closer.
"N-Nala? What.. What are you doing here?" Simba asked shocked to see her.
"I came looking for help. I-I can't believe you're here.." She replied tears still falling.
"Wait wait wait wait.. You know her?" Timon asked Simba.
"Y-yeah.. She's my best friend." He answered.
"Simba once the whole pride hears you're alive they'll have to-" Nala began.
"Nala I can't go back.." Simba interrupted and hung his head low.
"Simba don't tell me that-" Nala began again.
"It was Nala my fathers death was my fault.." He admitted.
Nala saw the hurt in his eyes. "B-but Simba.."
"Nala.. You should go.." He cut her off.
Simba turned and started walking away. "Wait.. Simba.. I can't go back either."
Simba turned around slowly "What?"
"I can't go back.. Not without help for the pride."
"Help?" He asked not knowing what she meant.
"Simba.. The pride lands is a barren wasteland now. There's no food or water." Her ears flattened.
Simba looked over to Timon and Pumbaa. Both nodded. "Nala.. Do you want to live with us?" He asked.
Nala perked up her ears. "Yes!"
Alright that's chapter 1 for this story. Tell me what you guys think or what will happen. Anyways I'll see you guys later.