The Story of Simba's Daughters
Summary: You all know of Kiara, but what about Safi and Fuadi during the war with the Outlanders and their point of view on Kiara and Kovu's love, among other things. Also another twist that was not in SP (later in the story). Here's their story . . .
Chapter One: My Daughters
A/N: (This is a bit of a prologue too. This chapter is in Simba's point of view, not that the others will.) I NOW BETA: Please see my profile for more information.
Kiara, Safi, and Fuadi. I love them too much for words to describe. Kiara, the oldest, will be the next Queen, Safi second in line, then our third child, Fuadi, would be third. I was a bit relieved that Safi and Fuadi were female, because I had always promised Kiara her place as Queen. But if one of them had been male, it would have pushed her down the line, as is the way of law set by Kings long before my father or my grandfather, Ahadi. Or even my great-grandfather for that matter.
Kiara is about to take her first hunt. Safi and Fuadi are but cubs, I believe about the age when Kiara had that mishap of meeting Kovu.
"Daaaadddd," came a whining voice, causing me to stir from my thoughts. Fuadi.
"Mmm?"
"You promised," complained Safi. I opened my eyes to find two pouting faces in my sight. I closed my eyelids quickly. One of them had just butted me in my side and I lifted my head quickly, to where both of them greeted me energetically.
"Dad, let's go," cried out Fuadi, always the impatient one. Safi looked up at me anxiously.
"I'm going," I yawned, roaring as I stretched. Nala stirred next to me. "Sorry," I whispered, giving her a lick on the cheek. She raised her head, blinking rapidly.
"What are you doing?" she yawned, looking out to where Fuadi and Safi were trying to quickly get out of the den without waking any of the lionesses, which they were not succeeding at.
"I promised to show them the boundaries of the Pride Lands. But I never said anything about," I yawned again, "going this early."
She smiled again, "Want me to with you?"
"Naw. I think I can handle those monkeys," I said loudly, making sure they heard me.
"I'm not a monkey!" cried back Sari.
"I am!" chirped in Fuadi, "Eee ee! Eee ee eeeEE!" she squealed, hopping around in a horrible monkey impression. Nala laughed, swatting at my hindquarters.
"You better get going," she said, licking my cheek, "You know how impatient Fuadi is. She might blow up," she laughed again and I joined her. I walked out of the cave and blinked as the morning sunlight came into my eyes. Sari was laying watching Fuadi chase after a butterfly, but her attention was averted to me when I walked from the shadow of the den.
"Come on Fuadi! Dad's out!" called out Sari. Fuadi wheeled around, running full speed toward me.
"Let's go! Let's go!" she yelled, as she was running past me. I grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and sat her down again, holding my paw in front of her.
"You're going to get a heat stroke," I explained, "It's hotter then usual today. The hottest I've ever felt. Are you sure you don't want to wait till tomorrow or tonight? It will be cooler."
"No!" they both cried out in unison. I smiled, walking downwards off of Pride Rock.
"Fine, then, come on," I said, playfully hitting them with my paw. Fuadi let out a scream as she tumbled down, falling. I ran from Sari's side, catching the rolling cub in my mouth, setting her down on a nearby rock. She smiled sheepishly, jumping off and running once again down the rocky side. I sighed. 'Will she never learn?' I thought, watching her trip and almost go rolling again. Sari was more cautious, she ran only where it was safe, and would have probably not run at all if she hadn't been left behind. She caught up to me, and we walked side by side, her pace much faster to match my footsteps.
Fuadi was waiting at the bottom, frowning. "Come on," she complained, running ahead.
Kiara came bounding in, startling me. "Hi dad," she smiled, walking toward me and rubbing against me.
I frowned, "You should have told me where you were going Kiara. Timon, Pumbaa, and four lionesses are looking for you." She sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Dad, I just went to the watering hole for a quick drink."
"Still, you should have told me," I argued. She chose to ignore me, running up to where Sari and Fuadi were wrestling. She sat nearby, watching the ongoing commotion, smiling. I sat down, smiling too. My daughters were my life. Of course, Nala too, but my daughters. There was nothing to compare.
A/N: Slow beginning, yes, but I wanted you to get a feel for the other two. So what do ya think? Please R & R. Thanks!
Alyssa
Summary: You all know of Kiara, but what about Safi and Fuadi during the war with the Outlanders and their point of view on Kiara and Kovu's love, among other things. Also another twist that was not in SP (later in the story). Here's their story . . .
Chapter One: My Daughters
A/N: (This is a bit of a prologue too. This chapter is in Simba's point of view, not that the others will.) I NOW BETA: Please see my profile for more information.
Kiara, Safi, and Fuadi. I love them too much for words to describe. Kiara, the oldest, will be the next Queen, Safi second in line, then our third child, Fuadi, would be third. I was a bit relieved that Safi and Fuadi were female, because I had always promised Kiara her place as Queen. But if one of them had been male, it would have pushed her down the line, as is the way of law set by Kings long before my father or my grandfather, Ahadi. Or even my great-grandfather for that matter.
Kiara is about to take her first hunt. Safi and Fuadi are but cubs, I believe about the age when Kiara had that mishap of meeting Kovu.
"Daaaadddd," came a whining voice, causing me to stir from my thoughts. Fuadi.
"Mmm?"
"You promised," complained Safi. I opened my eyes to find two pouting faces in my sight. I closed my eyelids quickly. One of them had just butted me in my side and I lifted my head quickly, to where both of them greeted me energetically.
"Dad, let's go," cried out Fuadi, always the impatient one. Safi looked up at me anxiously.
"I'm going," I yawned, roaring as I stretched. Nala stirred next to me. "Sorry," I whispered, giving her a lick on the cheek. She raised her head, blinking rapidly.
"What are you doing?" she yawned, looking out to where Fuadi and Safi were trying to quickly get out of the den without waking any of the lionesses, which they were not succeeding at.
"I promised to show them the boundaries of the Pride Lands. But I never said anything about," I yawned again, "going this early."
She smiled again, "Want me to with you?"
"Naw. I think I can handle those monkeys," I said loudly, making sure they heard me.
"I'm not a monkey!" cried back Sari.
"I am!" chirped in Fuadi, "Eee ee! Eee ee eeeEE!" she squealed, hopping around in a horrible monkey impression. Nala laughed, swatting at my hindquarters.
"You better get going," she said, licking my cheek, "You know how impatient Fuadi is. She might blow up," she laughed again and I joined her. I walked out of the cave and blinked as the morning sunlight came into my eyes. Sari was laying watching Fuadi chase after a butterfly, but her attention was averted to me when I walked from the shadow of the den.
"Come on Fuadi! Dad's out!" called out Sari. Fuadi wheeled around, running full speed toward me.
"Let's go! Let's go!" she yelled, as she was running past me. I grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and sat her down again, holding my paw in front of her.
"You're going to get a heat stroke," I explained, "It's hotter then usual today. The hottest I've ever felt. Are you sure you don't want to wait till tomorrow or tonight? It will be cooler."
"No!" they both cried out in unison. I smiled, walking downwards off of Pride Rock.
"Fine, then, come on," I said, playfully hitting them with my paw. Fuadi let out a scream as she tumbled down, falling. I ran from Sari's side, catching the rolling cub in my mouth, setting her down on a nearby rock. She smiled sheepishly, jumping off and running once again down the rocky side. I sighed. 'Will she never learn?' I thought, watching her trip and almost go rolling again. Sari was more cautious, she ran only where it was safe, and would have probably not run at all if she hadn't been left behind. She caught up to me, and we walked side by side, her pace much faster to match my footsteps.
Fuadi was waiting at the bottom, frowning. "Come on," she complained, running ahead.
Kiara came bounding in, startling me. "Hi dad," she smiled, walking toward me and rubbing against me.
I frowned, "You should have told me where you were going Kiara. Timon, Pumbaa, and four lionesses are looking for you." She sighed, rolling her eyes.
"Dad, I just went to the watering hole for a quick drink."
"Still, you should have told me," I argued. She chose to ignore me, running up to where Sari and Fuadi were wrestling. She sat nearby, watching the ongoing commotion, smiling. I sat down, smiling too. My daughters were my life. Of course, Nala too, but my daughters. There was nothing to compare.
A/N: Slow beginning, yes, but I wanted you to get a feel for the other two. So what do ya think? Please R & R. Thanks!
Alyssa
