KOPA'S POV
"The cub!" my mom and dad shouted together. They smiled at me and started to walk home. I followed them.
I don't know what they were thinking, having another cub. I was happy the way it was already, but apparently they weren't. And to add to the problem, Nifa moved away to a different part of Africa!
A FEW DAYS LATER
It was a girl, which made it even worse! My mom named her Kiara. I SO didn't want a baby sister.
"Kopa," my mom called.
"Coming, Mom." I trotted over to her where Kiara was in between her paws.
"You're going to have to get used to her being around. She's a part of the family now," my mom said.
"I know, I know. Hey, where's Dad?"
"Worrying about the entire day. The ceremony is today," my mom replied.
"Let me guess, he wants Rafiki here to comfort him?"
"Yeah. If I do anything, he just gets more stressed. He's out on the edge, watching for Rafiki and Zazu."
I walked over to him and sat down by him. "Hi, Dad."
"Hi, Kopa."
"No session today I'm guessing?"
"Maybe. I'll see how I feel, okay?" My dad sighed.
"Are you okay? You seem a little woozy today."
"I'm fine, Kopa."
"You don't look like it." I looked across the horizon.
"I SAID I'M FINE, ALRIGHT?!" He roared. I flattened my ears and ran into the den to my mom.
NALA'S POV
I heard Simba's roar and Kopa came running into the den.
"What happened?" I pricked my ears forward.
"He got mad at me for asking what was wrong."
"Just leave him alone," I responded, licking Kiara gently.