This part of the story takes place when Kopa gets his brown tuft of fur on his head and is not a newborn anymore. He is a little bit older than cub Simba was in the movie The Lion King.

Kopa and his mother Nala were together in the savannah, where the lionesses of the Pridelands bathed their cubs whenever they got dirty. Kopa was chasing after a red butterfly. He tried to pounce on it, but the butterfly had flown too high up in the sky. Kopa looked around for something else to do. When he saw his mother Nala's tail twitching, he immediately got an idea. He snuck up behind her, like a lioness stalking after a zebra. He immiediately pounced on her tail, softly nipping at it. Nala chuckled at her son. "What are you doing?" she asked. "Practising my hunting skills!" cheerfully responded Kopa. Nala silently giggled. "Why don't you practise with your father?" she said. "Right now, you need a bath." Kopa gulped. "Nuh-uh! No way you're ever gonna give me a-" But it was too late. Nala immediately scooped up her son by the scruff and licked him all over. "Moooom!" whined Kopa. He immediately got out of Nala's paws, smoothing his tuft of hair. "I'm not even dirty!" Nala chuckled. "Well, the Prince of the Pridelands needs to be extra-clean if he wants to be King when he grows up."

"Well, what if I don't want to be King? What if I want to be a normal cub that doesn't have to deal with 'royalty issues'?" complained Kopa. "And you'll need to be clean if you want to impress a certain Princess," said Nala, winking. Kopa rolled his eyes. "Love is for babies! It doesn't even make sense. Most love stories contain a lion who falls in love with a random lioness and ultimately wants to marry her! They haven't even had a SECOND of knowing eachother better! How does that make sense, mom? I don't wanna have a wife when I grow up!"

Nala sighed. "Oh, Kopa," the Queen said. "That's not how me and dad met. When we were a little bit younger than you-"

Kopa groaned. "AGAIN! You ALREADY told me the story of how you and dad met a HUNDRED times!"

Nala rolled her eyes. "I don't even think you listened the first time."

Kopa rolled his red eyes to the sky. He turned around. After a while, he finally spoke. "Ok, maybe I DIDN'T listen the first time. But it wasn't my fault! I was playing with a rock hyrax when you told the story the first time. You can say it again, though, if you want to."

Nala smiled warmly. "Okay, then. Well, when me and Simba were a few months younger than you, we were best friends till the end. Then, since your great-uncle Scar was greedy of getting the throne since he never got it because his older brother Mufasa was older, he killed your grandfather in a wildebeest stampede with the assistance of his 3 hyena friends he had ben with since he was a cub, Shenzi, Banzai, and Ed. Scar faked Mufasa's death and made it so Simba died, and Scar became king. He was an awful king, though. The place was dry, the herbivores had eaten all of our grass and they all died due to the lack of plants, so all the lions couldn't eat. I was sent to find help and I found Simba as an adult, and we fell in love. We went back to the Pridelands and Simba battled Scar. Whoever won was the rightful ruler of the Pridelands. Well, Simba killed his uncle, and since he was the son of a King and we were in love, I married him and I became the Queen. And, of course, naturally, I gave birth to you."

Kopa thought about this for a minute or two. "You know what, that love story is...actually pretty interesting," said Kopa. Nala chuckled. "Well, Kopa, I have some news for you, in case you haven't noticed my big, plump belly." Kopa turned towards his mother. "What?" asked the small cub. Nala chuckled. "What? Haven't you noticed it? Anyways...I'm pregnant." It took only a moment for Kopa to let it all sink in. He burst into joy. "Seriously?! You're PREGNANT?! Wow, I hope it's a boy! Girls are disgusting!" Nala laughed. "Well, let's try and find out, shall we?"