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The hot terrain burned her paws, causing a painful hiss to leave her muzzle. The blaring sun had her dragging her young body along. Her red eyes were teary from the harsh weather conditions in the barren waste land she was travelling through. A light brown lioness sighed through her teeth as she held a small dark tan bundle, she wasn't young but wasn't relying on her age to slow her down. Not when she had a family to look after.

"Mom? How much longer?" asked a small pale brown cub. She was exhausted, it was clear in the cub's red eyes.

The light brown lioness stopped walking and turned to face her cub before placing the one she held on the ground. "I don't know, Kula. I'm not sure where to go next."

The young pale tanned lioness rolled her red eyes. "Oh great! Just great, we're in the middle of nowhere and have no idea where we're going! We should of stayed home!"

The light brown lioness sighed before looking at her oldest. "Zira-"

But the mother was cut off by a loud roar. She didn't realize that she and her small pride had crossed borders. Soon they were surrounded by snarling hyenas. Which confused her, didn't she hear a roar. Her attention was soon focused on movement ahead of her. Hyenas separated to let a lion with rich brown fur through. He wasn't much to look at, but he walked with regal grace, that Zira couldn't keep her eyes of the older male.

"Why have you trasspassed into my kingdom?"

The light brown lioness sighed before bowing, submissing herself. "My leige, my name is Aysel. I was once the queen of the Highlands. We have come seeking a pride since our kingdom fell into ruins by a wildfire. Our king and most of the pride were lost in the mist."

The unknown king held his stance before nodding to the hyenas. He returned his green eyes to the light brown lioness. "My pride can use some more lionesses. With that said, I'm King Scar and welcome to the Pridelands."

Aysel breathed a sigh of relief before grabbing her youngest cub. Giving a short nod to her daughter and pride, she headed after the king. Zira was all to eager to follow the king. Since she laid eyes on the king of the Pridelands, there was a pull towards him that she couldn't place. But she knew that she likes him, and would do anything to please him. Her attention was brought to a heavily pregnant dark beige lioness.

"Scar, what's going on?"

Scar turned and smiled at the direction of the pregnant lioness. "Ah, Sarabi, my queen. Just the lioness I wanted to see. Meet our new members, Aysel and her pride."

Sarabi looked at her...king. Scar will never be her mate. She's only married to him and carring his cub to insure the safety of the cubs and have a piece of authority over the hyenas. "Scar, think about this. We already have a number of predators in the kingdom as it is."

Scar rolled his eyes, not at all interested in what his queen says. "Then we have some more. I suggest you be queen and show our new members where they could sleep. Now I have stuff to do, excuse me."

Sarabi glared at the rich brown lion before turning with a lash of her tail. "Follow me."

Aysel and her pride followed the queen to a section of caves.

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Aysel had had took the opportunity to explore her new home. The Pridelands were beautiful, but something didn't feel right. She could tell that the king was new on the throne, and know that he deserves a loyal queen. A grin formed when she thought of a solution. Meanwhile, at Priderock the former Highlanders were relaxing after a long journey. The sounds of children laughter caused few of the lionesses to turn their heads.

"Tag, you're it!"

A dark golden cub frowned, "No fair Nala!"

A peachy cream cub giggled, "You snooze, you lose!"

Kula sat on the side watching the cubs play. She wanted to join but truth is, she always been shy. She shook her head before looking ahead, after feeling someone tap her shoulder. Sitting in front of her was a older pale orange cub, with black tuffs on his ears as well as his head. "Um...hi."

The pale orange cub smiled with a light laugh. "I saw you watching, do you want to play?"

Kula smiled bashfully, before turning her head. "Sure. I'll like to play."

The male cub smiled wider. "My name's Malka. What's yours?"

Kula blushed before lowering her he. "Kula..."

Malka stood with a warming smile. "Well Kula, let me introduce you to the gang."

Kula managed a small smile before following Malka to where the rest of the cubs were.