Nala couldn't hold it back anymore, she allowed the tears stream down her face. She couldn't believe that her two only friends were being taken from her. She didn't know what she'd do without them. They've never been separated before, not even during baths or when it's time to eat. They went everywhere together.
"B-but.." She hung her head and cried even louder. Simba felt a pang in his chest, he's never seen Nala this upset before, for as long as he's known her she's never cried this much. Ever since he was a cub he's wanted to see the world, but he completely forgot about his friends. And now that he has his chance at adventure, he didn't want to do anything else but stay in the Pridelands.
"B-but you can't separate us!" Simba argued.
"I'm sorry… But as The Great Kings once stated "If The Fallen do return once again. Then The Resistance may claim any lion from any Pride." And it is my duty to protect Enzi explained.
Simba opened is mouth to speak, but realized that it was no use to argue. Chumvi looked at him with a sad expression. He turned to look at Nala, her father had his paw on her shoulder as she wept to herself. Chumvi looked back at Simba, before turning and walking over to Nala.
Chumvi slowly approached Nala. He solemnly hugged her. She held him close, clutching onto his fur with her paws, before finally letting go.
"Please Chumvi.. Don't leave…" Nala pleaded.
"Nala, I'm sorry but I have to…" He replied, embracing her one last time.
Nala held onto him tight. The sound of her weeping was muffled slightly by his fur.
"Don't be sad Nala… Everything's going to be fine…" He put on a faked smile trying to reassure her. It, expectantly, didn't work. She slowly let go of him and lied down on the grass with her head on her paws, crying to herself. Chumvi looked over at Simba and gave him a worried expression. He turned his head to face the king. He respectfully bowed good-bye. Mufasa returned the bow and also faked a smile. Chumvi hesitantly turned and sat next to Enzi, facing the whole Pride, his family.
The rest of the Pride stared at Simba, expectantly, and pleading him not to leave too. He looked at them before clearing his throat. He stood in front of Mufasa. "Goodbye, your majesty…" He bowed respectfully. He heard Nala sob harder as he spoke. The king returned the bow "Goodbye, Simba…" He stated. Finally, Simba approached Nala.
"Nal-" He began before getting cut off. Nala pounced on him, pinning him to the ground.
"No! Simba you can't go! You can't! Not you too!" She cried out. Simba watched as her tears fell and landed on his chest.
"I'm sorry Nal… But it's not my choice…" He said nuzzling her in an attempt to comfort her. Nala collapsed on him, clutching to him tightly and crying on his chest. The harder she cried, the harder it felt to think that he was leaving her. He knew she wouldn't necessarily be alone, but to her she'll feel like it. He only hoped she'll be okay.
"N-no please Simba… P-please don't leave me… Great Kings no… Please not you too…" She sobbed.
"Nal, you know that I'd never want to leave you…" He said trying to sound comforting.
"T-then don't! Please…Don't…" She sobbed.
"Nala I have no choice in this… Please don't cry anymore…" Simba said and held her close.
"Nala…" Mufasa interrupted. "Please… don't make this harder than it needs to be… being a Resistance Fighter is a great honor… You should be happy for your friends…" He said as he nuzzled her head.
"B-but… I'll miss them…" She whispered in an unhappy tone
Chumvi slowly made his way to the three. "Nala everything will be okay… We'll always be with you… no matter what…" He smiled as he fought back tears.
"That's not good enough!" She screamed. She lowered her face into his fur. "Please Simba… promise me you'll come back…" She stated in a hushed tone.
Simba thought for a moment. as much as he wanted to say yes he say yes, he didn't know if he'll ever come back. Nala noticed his silence and jerked her head up so that her eyes were locked with his.
"Promise me…" She said as more tears flowed down her cheeks.
Wow… Umm well, please review and tell me what you think.
