Author's Note:ThatTexaskid; Yeah Nala will be right about alot of things. Of course Simba will similar to Simba's Pride. With being judgemental and all.
TMNTMentalistTLK lover; I'm glad you liked the story. Balto has always been one of my favorite movies, apart from The Lion King and others.
Just a heads up, I'm taking a little break with Tears Of An Angel. I had thought I uploaded a new chapter but didn't and deleted the new one by accident. So it will be a bit before I update. Now without further ado here's the third chapter, enjoy.
He woke up with seering headache. His body ached all over. His vision was blurry causing him to close his eyes before reopening them. He scanned his surroundings to see he was in a den like area. He moved his gaze towards the entrance where he gasped and pinned her darker brown-grey ears. Standing a few feet away from him was a bulky animal with golden fur covering most of it's body and red fur surrounding it's head.
"My son, there are others besides us. Some are different. Like lions, only males have fur around their heads. Females, lionesses are smaller, but they are like us."
He moved his gaze from the...lion to his side to side a animal similar but were slightly smaller. It has peachy cream fur and no fur around it's head. But it was it's...the lioness' aquamarine eyes that made him relax. It held warmth of a mother.
"Um...hello..."
He moved his amber eyes back towards the male. His orange eyes starring at him with mix emotions. The female glared at him before softening her gaze as she looked at him.
"Hello young one. There's no need to be afraid. We're here to help to you."
He swallowed whatever saliva he had in his small throat. Before he opened his small silver-white muzzle. "W...w...where a...a..am I?"
The peachy cream lioness smiled lightly before taking a small step forward. "You're in the Pride Lands."
He looked down not sure what to think. All he knew was that he has in the woods now he's here. He was tooken out of his thoughts by the female's voice.
"Can you tell us your name? I'm Nala and this is my mate Simba. We're the king and queen here."
He was once again lost at what to say. King? Queen? His mother hadn't told him about that. But on the other side of things, he did have to answer her question. Even though mother didn't say as well. "My m...m... mother didn't give me a name."
The male...Simba sighed before taking a few steps forward. "Well young one, you don't have to worry about being alone. You're safe with us."
He looked up at the...king with wide child like eyes. "You're going to be my new mom and dad?"
The female...Nala smiled with love and that motherly warmth shinning in her eyes. "Yes dear. You will be considered a prince and heir to our throne."
He looked confused, even though he's quite grateful for them taking him in. But to be a prince and a heir? He didn't even know what a king and a queen was.
Nala cleared her throat before sitting by his side. "I know it's confusing. But we will teach it to you. Besides you will have help adjusting. You have a brother and sister, who will help you with everything you want to know. You can also come to us."
He nodded, understanding everything Nala, the queen, his new mother said. A clearing of a throat made him look at Simba. The golden lion's ears flickered before he sat.
"Before anything, we need a name. Can't go around without a name."
Nala nodded before looking at the pup. "How about...Evans? It means the kings are good."
He shook his head. It was a good name but it felt like it wasn't for him.
"How about Fido?"
Nala glared at her mate with a warning growl. "No!"
Simba rolled his eyes and sighed as Nala looked back at the pup. She looked into his young amber eyes and seen the same thing she saw when she looked in her late son, Bakari's eyes. A promise. She smiled before looking at her mate.
"I have the perfect name. It means king's protector."
Simba looked at his mate, interested in what she had in mind. All the while not knowing that a pair of pale blue eyes were listening.
-WP-
In a barren waste land, known to the residents as the Outlands. In the largest termite mound sat a pale tan lioness. Her red eyes focusing on a trio of cubs. Her mind swarming with angry and revenge.
"Your highness..."
She turned her attention from the cubs to the voice to see a pale brown lioness, her pale blue eyes on the dusty ground.
"Well...Shario...what did you find out!"
The pale brown lioness jumped from the raise of voice. Her small frame started to shake from fear. "Well...King Simba and Queen Nala had adopted a new heir."
The pale tan lioness growled before laughing. "What they can't have any more cubs...so they take pity on the helpless and the weak." she looked at the younger lioness with hate and wonder. "Tell me...what's the sex of their new cub?"
Shario gulped before answering. "Well...that's the thing Queen Zira. It's not a cub, they adopted a wolf pup."
Zira sat quietly for a moment before laughing. "How pathetic! Tell me...what's this new prince's name."
Shario felt uncomfortable but answered any way. "Prince Balto, my queen."
Zira moved her red gaze from the pale brown lioness to the cubs running around nearby. Her eyes locked on a small dark brown cub. A crocked grin formed.
"This Balto...will not be a problem."
Author's Note: Just a quick follow up. Evans means God is good. Balto is from Balthasar, it means king protector. I just changed God to kings for Evans.