Chapter 1
It has been two months since the tyrant king Scar was overthown by the true king Simba. Simba proclaimed his kingship his roar booming over his ancesteral home 'well there goes my days of Hakuna Matatta.' Simba pushed his thoughts away as he was enveloped in his mates' vanilla scent. "morning my darling" simba purred licking his queen she has grown a nice curvy form her creamy fur glowed and her sea blue eyes shine as she purs out a good morning to her rich golden mate nuzzling his deep blazing red mane. "The rains have been wonderful, our lands are radiating growth, the plants are blooming and the herds have returned with even more prey" said zazu who had perched on the young kings' shoulder. 'Your father would rejoice at the state of our home sire". A warm wind hugged the king and queen ' well done son I am proud of you and our lands'. the voice of Mufasa carried on the wind. Simba bowed looking to the sky " thank you father" he spoke to the heavens. "Sire I am sorry but there is work to be done mating season is upon us soon we need to speak with the other prides in order to negotiate matings to boost the pride's numbers" said zazu. "Speaking of mating I need to go see Rafiki Simba" said Nala. Why what's wrong love? asked the king nervous over his mate and her health she was strong but at three years old she was still young and growing. "Nothing is wrong Simba." Nala giggled "In fact something may be very very right." Simba wrinkled his nose in confusion "What do you mean Nala?" It's nothing love "I will see you later tonight have fun and no grub eating contest between you Timon and Pumbaa the birds will starve." Simba laughed loudly "okay no grub eating contest" "thank you dear" replied Nala. The royal couple descended down pride rock's boulders and after a final nuzzle parted paths.