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Keisha lay at the mouth of the cave, her green eyes watching. Kami and Kimba were playing tag on the rock, a dangerous place to run around, and Kovu had warned them multiple times not to do it, but do they listen? No, of course not. They're having way too much fun.
Kami's dark gold coat raced after Kimba's lean white figure. Keisha sighed at her sisters' silly games. Her glossy, dark tan fur shone inthe sunlight.
Former Queen Nala padded out of the den, only to see two of her beloved granddaughters playing too close to the edge of the cliff.
"Kimba! Kami!" She roared.
Kimba, who was being chased, skidded to a halt just before going over. Kami slammed into her, making her sister stumble.
"How many times have I, Simba, Kovu AND Kiara told you NOT to do that?" Nala scolded.
The white lioness looked sheepish, her bright blue eyes enlarging in a puppy-dog pout.
"Don't give me that look," Nala warned.
Kami joined in, her big brown eyes looking ready to overflow with tears. Still, Nala held her ground.
"Inside, the both of you," The fromer queen ordered the two young lionesses.
"Kami," Kovu said, as calmly as he could, "your mother and I have told you numerous times not to play on the rock. If you must run around, do it in the grass, where you can't fall and get hurt. You are the first Princess! It wouldn't do well for the animals' queen to die before she even takes the throne!"
"Yes, Dad." Kami sighed.
Kovu rolled his eyes. How could he make her understand that her actions have consequences? How could he make her understand that she could get hurt?
"Dad, I promise that we'll never do it again." Kami said to avoid a lecture.
Kovu nodded reluctantly. "Okay, but if I catch you doing that again..."
"You won't."
Kimba hummed an eerie tune, looking out to the plains. She couldn't wait for her year-old ceremony,when she would get to go on a hunt on her own.
"Beautiful song. Where did you hear it?" A voice said behind her.
Kimba jumbed and whirled around. It was only Rador, the son of one of Vitani's friends. He was a handsome gray lion, eleven months old. A small mane was beginning to grow, a few shades darker than his fur. His sparkling sea-green eyes caught her blue ones. Whenever she had to speak with him, she was a stuttering little cub.
"I-I honestly d-don't know," She replied.
"It's pretty anyways. And you have a pretty voice."
"Thank you."
"Hey, do you want to take a walk?" Rador asked.
"Sure."
Kami looked around the cave, searching for her sisters. Keisha was curled up in a tight ball in one corner, sleeping. Kimba was nowhere to be found. Kami bounded over to the Pride Rock, only to find her older sister and Yanj's youngest son walking out into the grassy plains. Oh, no. Kovu would NOT like this.
A pair of piercing amber eyes stared at the two young lions. Sierra was out of the picture now. She broke the law-- any cub born to a servant was automatically a servant. No exceptions. Now this little cub would have to be taken away and returned to King Detsu.
