Next chapter is now up! Sorry I would've put this up sooner but I had to go to a party so.. Yea let's get it started.
"And your name is?" Nala asked politely.
"Simba." He answered.
"Alright Simba. Here I'll help you." Nala said forepaw over her shoulders.
They walked until they arrived at a large grassy plain. Simba scanned the area. He saw an enormous tree, a waterhole, and at the center was a large rock formation. Antelopes pranced around and other animals grazed at the other end of the plain. He was in awe Simba had never seen anything this beautiful. Nala noticed his astonishment and giggled.
"It's not THAT great." She laughed.
Simba looked at her "Nala this place is amazing." He smiled.
Nala smiled back and glanced over at the rock formation.
"Look there's my dad." She pointed out.
Simba looked to the rock formation. He saw a golden colored lion approaching them. Simba's eyes widened every time he got closer, the lion was huge. The two stopped in front of her father. Simba stared up at him, he gave him a gentle smile before turning his eyes to Nala.
"What's happened Nala?" He asked.
"I found this boy in the forest. I think he's hurt." She replied glancing at Simba.
The lion looked to Simba "What's your name son?" He asked politely.
"S-Simba.." He replied hesitantly.
"Are you in pain at all?" He asked.
"Well.. Yes I am my legs are sore and it's hard for me to walk." Simba answered.
"Rafiki!" He called.
Simba expected another lion to appear, but was confused when a monkey walked toward them.
"Simba this is Rafiki. He is my adviser and shaman to these lands." He said.
"Come young one let's get you all fixed up." Rafiki said as he guided Simba to the tree.
Nala smiled and sat next to her father, she watched as the two disappeared into the tree.
"So what's hurting you?" Rafiki asked.
"Well my legs are pretty sore and it makes it harder for me to walk." Simba answered.
"Hmmm that won't be a problem. You'll rest in my tree until your legs are feeling better." He reassured him.
Simba smiled and lied down on the ground. He slowly closed his eyes and drifted off into a deep sleep. His mind was overwhelmed by the incident last night. He heard the same terrified screams, his mother and father's last words to him, everything was the same. It terrified Simba to think he had to relive such a horror every night. He was being forced to watch his pride die over and over again. He struggled to wake himself up, but that didn't happen until he saw his mother smiling at him again.
Simba awoke suddenly, he was panting hard. He looked around to realize it was morning. He tried getting up and noticed how easier it was. He tested his legs by walking around. They weren't full healed yet, but he didn't feel that much pain every time he took a step, so he decided it was good enough for him. He walked out of the tree and saw Nala lapping at the waterhole. He slowly approached her.
"Hey.. Thanks for bringing me here.. I feel a lot better now." Simba thanked.
Nala looked at him "Your welcome. By the way I was curious, why was your legs so sore? Were you running from something?" Nala asked tilting her head slightly.
"I… yes.. I was.." Simba admitted.
"What was it?" She asked him.
"Well.. You see.. My pride was ravaged by rogues… they slaughtered everyone… my friends… my home.. And my parents.." Simba confessed.
Nala looked at him with pity in her eyes "Oh… I'm so sorry.. I hope I didn't upset you.." Nala said sincerely.
Simba looked up at her "No it's fine.. I knew you'd ask sooner or later.."
"So.. You're the last of your pride?" Nala asked.
Simba nodded his head. It gave Nala an idea, what if she could convince her father to take Simba in as part of the pride. She smiled widely and ran over to get her father, leaving Simba there puzzled.
"Dad!" Nala cried out.
"What is it Nala?" He replied.
"Dad.. Simba has no home.. His pride was wiped out in an attack by rogues.. And I was thinking.. Do you think you can accept Simba into our pride?" Nala asked.
He thought for a moment. Simba had nowhere else to go, no family, no friends, no place to call home. What kind of king would he be if he didn't help those in need. He made his decision and smiled at his daughter.
"Nala if he is going to be in our pride, know that you are the only one he knows and you have to help him understand they way we do things here ok?" He said
"And tell him he may join our pride if he so chooses to." He added.
Nala nodded her head.
"Alright then, let's go tell him shall we?" He said smiling.
Her and her father walked over to a confused Simba. He sat next to the waterhole.
"Hello Simba." Her father greeted.
"Hello sir." Simba greeted back.
"My daughter tells me you no longer have a home, is this true?" He asked.
Simba nodded his head.
"I'm very sorry Simba. I want you to know that you'll always have a home here. Which brings me to my next question, would you like to be part of our pride?" He asked smiling.
"Y-yes! Thank you.. Uh.." Simba began again forgetting to ask his name.
"My name is Mufasa." He laughed.
Alright that was chapter 2 sorry if this was a little confusing I really wanted to write the next chapter and I think I rushed it a little.