IF YOU HAVE NOT READ SARABI'S KIN PART 1 AND 2, DO NOT READ THIS, YOU WILL
NOT UNDERSTAND IT!
Sarabi's Kin: Part 3, the truth revealed
Disclaimer: Kitoko, Raimi, Zinani and Amalie are mine, so don't take them. All other characters are copyright to Disney.
Author's note: Yes there is a part three, to many questions are left unanswered if I didn't continue it. There may be a sequel to Sarabi's kin, in which Zinani and Amalie will be in, but I'm not sure yet. So enjoy this, and leave plenty of reviews if it's not to much to ask? Thanks!
Chapter 1: Kitoko's return
Kitoko sat on the knoll, her tail twitching every so often as she surveyed the lands set before her. She sighed. The lands were so beautiful. Much different than what her mother had told her. Of course, Sarabi had said that once the pride lands had been beautiful. Her description matched this place perfectly. Kitoko sighed again.
She shook her head and then started down the slope and into the pride lands. She moved carefully, almost in hunting mode. She didn't want to startle anything or disturb the peace within the lands. She walked along slowly, looking around as she surveyed the lands.
Suddenly, something rustled near her. Kitoko stopped, paw held in midair as she surveyed the bush where she'd heard the noise. She leaned slightly forward.
Suddenly, a graying mandrill popped out of the bush. "I knew you would return!" He yelled. Kitoko, completely shocked at this little baboon, fell over backwards and then sat, her back feet in front of her and her front feet holding her upright. "Wh-what do you mean?" she asked, righting herself. She shook herself.
The mandrill laughed. "You obviously do not know much young one. Come, Rafiki shall show you," He then walked off. Kitoko was too curious not to follow.
Rafiki led her to his tree. He climbed up into it quickly and then summoned her up. Kitoko jumped up and within two quick bounds was in the tree. She stopped, holding stock still as she looked around. Everything was familiar. She looked around. Rafiki turned back to her.
And suddenly a collage of images came crashing to her. She saw the tree, her mothers face peering in at her. Then she saw the mandrill's face, smiling. She could see him talking to her mother. Then her mother left for a short period.
Kitoko shook her head to rid it of the images. Rafiki laughed. "Remember now?" he asked. Kitoko looked at him. "I remember this tree, and you, but nothing else." She said. Rafiki nodded. "Well, you were newborn, so I would not expect you to know much." He shrugged and then smiled. "Where is Sarabi?" Kitoko looked away. Rafiki nodded.
"I was afraid that would happen." He said. He walked over to a place in his tree. Kitoko saw a bunch of drawings, drawings of lions. And as she looked around she saw herself. She walked over. Rafiki smiled at her. "You were born here Kitoko. During a time of great sorrow." He walked over and stood beside her. Then he used some paint and darkened the markings on Kitoko's drawing. Kitoko sat and watched. "Tell me, young Kitoko, what has your mother told you of her past?" Rafiki said, as he outlined the drawing.
Kitoko sighed and then told the old mandrill all that her mother had told her. Rafiki nodded along, making changes to Kitoko's drawing, then reverting to another one. This was one of a golden colored lion. It looked as though he had been scratched out at one point. Rafiki saw her looking, but said nothing.
When Kitoko had finished, her stopped working on the drawings and turned to her. "I see, well, there are some missing parts to her story." Rafiki said.
Kitoko cocked her head. "I know, and that's why I've come." She said. Rafiki turned. Kitoko was giving him a look. She clearly thought he would tell her. Rafiki smiled and shook his head. "I'm sorry, but the missing parts must be filled in by discovery, not by me telling you."
Kitoko sighed. Rafiki shook his head and took her muzzle in his hand. "Little beauty, there is some things I can tell you. Have you ever wondered what your markings mean?" Kitoko looked up at him. She shook her head yes. Rafiki nodded.
"The triangular shape on your head symbolizes how wise you are, and how wise you can become." Kitoko smiled. "The triangular cuffs on your wrists symbolize how swift and quiet you can be." He stopped and then looked at her shoulder, where the paw print was. He smiled. "And the paw print, perhaps the most special of all. The paw print means that you have been marked by the Great Kings themselves. You were born to rule these lands Kitoko. Your coming here was no accident. To Scar, you were an accident, but to Sarabi, you were her life. You were the star that brought her back. The King's marked you well, for they knew that one day you would lead," Rafiki paused to gauge Kitoko's reaction.
"Are you sure?" she asked. Rafiki gave a hearty laugh. "The King's do not lie to old Rafiki." He said. He ran a hand over the paw print. "Welcome back Kitoko. Welcome home."
End of chapter 1
Any thoughts? Leave me a review and let me know. Chapter 2 will be up soon!
Sarabi's Kin: Part 3, the truth revealed
Disclaimer: Kitoko, Raimi, Zinani and Amalie are mine, so don't take them. All other characters are copyright to Disney.
Author's note: Yes there is a part three, to many questions are left unanswered if I didn't continue it. There may be a sequel to Sarabi's kin, in which Zinani and Amalie will be in, but I'm not sure yet. So enjoy this, and leave plenty of reviews if it's not to much to ask? Thanks!
Chapter 1: Kitoko's return
Kitoko sat on the knoll, her tail twitching every so often as she surveyed the lands set before her. She sighed. The lands were so beautiful. Much different than what her mother had told her. Of course, Sarabi had said that once the pride lands had been beautiful. Her description matched this place perfectly. Kitoko sighed again.
She shook her head and then started down the slope and into the pride lands. She moved carefully, almost in hunting mode. She didn't want to startle anything or disturb the peace within the lands. She walked along slowly, looking around as she surveyed the lands.
Suddenly, something rustled near her. Kitoko stopped, paw held in midair as she surveyed the bush where she'd heard the noise. She leaned slightly forward.
Suddenly, a graying mandrill popped out of the bush. "I knew you would return!" He yelled. Kitoko, completely shocked at this little baboon, fell over backwards and then sat, her back feet in front of her and her front feet holding her upright. "Wh-what do you mean?" she asked, righting herself. She shook herself.
The mandrill laughed. "You obviously do not know much young one. Come, Rafiki shall show you," He then walked off. Kitoko was too curious not to follow.
Rafiki led her to his tree. He climbed up into it quickly and then summoned her up. Kitoko jumped up and within two quick bounds was in the tree. She stopped, holding stock still as she looked around. Everything was familiar. She looked around. Rafiki turned back to her.
And suddenly a collage of images came crashing to her. She saw the tree, her mothers face peering in at her. Then she saw the mandrill's face, smiling. She could see him talking to her mother. Then her mother left for a short period.
Kitoko shook her head to rid it of the images. Rafiki laughed. "Remember now?" he asked. Kitoko looked at him. "I remember this tree, and you, but nothing else." She said. Rafiki nodded. "Well, you were newborn, so I would not expect you to know much." He shrugged and then smiled. "Where is Sarabi?" Kitoko looked away. Rafiki nodded.
"I was afraid that would happen." He said. He walked over to a place in his tree. Kitoko saw a bunch of drawings, drawings of lions. And as she looked around she saw herself. She walked over. Rafiki smiled at her. "You were born here Kitoko. During a time of great sorrow." He walked over and stood beside her. Then he used some paint and darkened the markings on Kitoko's drawing. Kitoko sat and watched. "Tell me, young Kitoko, what has your mother told you of her past?" Rafiki said, as he outlined the drawing.
Kitoko sighed and then told the old mandrill all that her mother had told her. Rafiki nodded along, making changes to Kitoko's drawing, then reverting to another one. This was one of a golden colored lion. It looked as though he had been scratched out at one point. Rafiki saw her looking, but said nothing.
When Kitoko had finished, her stopped working on the drawings and turned to her. "I see, well, there are some missing parts to her story." Rafiki said.
Kitoko cocked her head. "I know, and that's why I've come." She said. Rafiki turned. Kitoko was giving him a look. She clearly thought he would tell her. Rafiki smiled and shook his head. "I'm sorry, but the missing parts must be filled in by discovery, not by me telling you."
Kitoko sighed. Rafiki shook his head and took her muzzle in his hand. "Little beauty, there is some things I can tell you. Have you ever wondered what your markings mean?" Kitoko looked up at him. She shook her head yes. Rafiki nodded.
"The triangular shape on your head symbolizes how wise you are, and how wise you can become." Kitoko smiled. "The triangular cuffs on your wrists symbolize how swift and quiet you can be." He stopped and then looked at her shoulder, where the paw print was. He smiled. "And the paw print, perhaps the most special of all. The paw print means that you have been marked by the Great Kings themselves. You were born to rule these lands Kitoko. Your coming here was no accident. To Scar, you were an accident, but to Sarabi, you were her life. You were the star that brought her back. The King's marked you well, for they knew that one day you would lead," Rafiki paused to gauge Kitoko's reaction.
"Are you sure?" she asked. Rafiki gave a hearty laugh. "The King's do not lie to old Rafiki." He said. He ran a hand over the paw print. "Welcome back Kitoko. Welcome home."
End of chapter 1
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