I just stood there dumbstruck, mouth gaping, staring at a lion who looked like ripping me apart.
"I ask again, who are you?" said Mufasa.
With that question, I had to think of some kind of name that'd sound at least African. Luckily, I had taught myself Swahili in case I ever went to Africa (probably never).
"My name is-is Athari" I answered.
Mufasa still looked stern and asked "Alright, now tell me, what are you doing in my lands?"
I actually didn't know that myself, seeing as the first thing that happened to me was waking up with a major headache. I decided to go with something practical.
"I got lost an-and now I don't where my pride is. I don't really know where I am really."
I wasn't technically lying to him. I am lost, and I don't know what my family's doing. I know I'm in the Pridelands, but I don't know where exactly. At that response, Mufasa's features relaxed a bit and he lowered his head to be eye-to-eye with me, and asked me with a gentler tone...
"Okay Athari, do you know where your pride was last you were with them?"
Well, at my house, but lions don't have houses, and I can't tell him that I live in America, seeing as he won't know where that is. I don't even know how long I've been unconscious. Guess I'll go with another practical answer.
"It's been a few days, and they probably moved on by now. I'm all alone." I responded.
I'm not sure, but for a second, I thought I saw a genuine sadness in Mufasa's eyes. He raised his head and looked around. After a minute, he looked back at me, and smiled.
"Well, after a few days alone, you must be hungry. Perhaps you'd like to come back with me to my pride?" he asked.
Now, I know it's the Lion King, and I'm going to Pride Rock, but I honestly almost screamed with glee. PRIDE ROCK!? It's the most glorious place in Lion King! Before I responded I had to calm myself.
"I guess, but isn't that food for you and the lionesses?" I asked.
At that, he laughed with a deep baritone sound. He looked at me again, and he started to walk away, I had to run a bit to catch up, but eventually we walked side by side (Mufasa's a lot bigger than they make him look).
"Nonsense, there's enough for one more mouth to feed. I'm sure the huntresses won't mind." he said.
Well, I guess this is it. I could already see Pride Rock in the distance. Pride Rock, here I come.
He's on his way. Now I probably picked the name too early, but I did say in my profile that'd I'd upload at least every day or two. Also, I'd like to thank All Hail King Scar for the name. Go check out his/her story One Last Try, it's pretty good.
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