I one hundred percent agree. Nala has gone off the deep end. Here's the next chapter, enjoy.
The cool rain poured down from the grey skies, damping her goldish-tan pelt. But that was the least of Waya's problems. It's been a little more than a year since Simba returned and defeated Scar, who brought nothing but heartache since he became king.
Waya, was born around the same time as Princess Anna. One of her older brothers was pointed as Scar's personal lacky, the exact guard Scar tried to force on Nala. Now both of her brothers was some where living a life as rogues.
But that wasn't what has her depressed. Practically everyone she has grown-up with has a cub or two. Minus, Lela. Her old friend had a strange obsession with Scar. It was creepy, and unhealthy. Lela's mother was supportive of this one side love.
For Waya, she was one of the unlucky one's that was attacked by Scar. His forceful mating, knocked somethings loose. Now she has to go through life watching everyone have cubs, and that's her one dream. To be a mother.
With a heavy sigh, she lowered her head. With a deep breath, Waya stood and headed down the rocky slope. It was still early in the morning, the pride wasn't up yet. The animals was starting their day, the herds grazing on the green grass. It was calming to stroll through the Pridelands and not think about the troubles she was dealing with.
Waya shook her head to clear the depressing thoughts. She was near the Maputo river, on the eastern side of the Pridelands when a small cry of pain reached her ears. They flickered before she turned and walked towards the bank. What she saw made his amber eyes widen, she moved closer and sniffed it. Sure enough, it was a cub. Waya took a paw and wiped away some of the dirt, the cub looked up with fearful hazel eyes.
"It's okay. What's your name?"
"Laurens..." the cub replied softly.
The cub was a male, a least a month or a bit less. That was the reason why she scrunched up her nose in disgust.
With a shaky breath Waya bend down and got eye level. "Where's your parents?"
Laurens looked away, the dirt that clung to his fur started to fall. The goldish-tan lioness could see freshly given wounds, claw marks on the cub's side and a wound on his creamy muzzle. "Mama don't want me. She...threw me in the river."
Waya looked up as thunder roared, the rain had eased but now started again. She couldn't leave the cub out here, he'll die. Blinking her own eyes to get rid of the clinging water, Waya gently and slowly grabbed the cub and bolted towards Priderock.
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Cato was a pridelander all her life. She was born and raised in the Pridelands. She was born around the same time as Sarabi and Nadra. Sarafina and Sheefta was born a few weeks before the twin sisters and herself. Then a few weeks later, Dosia was born. That was her friends that they shared first loves and heart breaks together.
Many of her friends left to find what they were looking for. Minus her, Sarabi, Sarafina and Sheefta. Cato, seen a lot of things in her years of life. She raised three wonderful cubs, two boys; Chumvi and Caleb. Then her precious daughter, Waya.
Feeling a presence, the dull gold lioness shook her thoughts away before turning to see Sarabi standing by her at the main cave's entrance. It was raining not too long ago but the sun was peeking through the heavy fog.
"Morning, Rabi." Cato greeted. Her black eyes on the dark beige lioness.
"Morning, Cat. Have you seen Sarafina? I haven't seen her since yesterday. I'm...kind of worried."
Cato was about to respond when her daughter came running into the cave. "I'm sorry Sarabi. I'll be back."
Cato turned and jogged over to where Waya was laying with a small light gold cub in between her paws. "Waya?"
The goldish-tan lioness looked up before looking at the cub that was sound asleep. "I found him this morning."
Cato knew how much her daughter wanted to be a mother. Especially since she couldn't actually have any. She was about to give her daughter her blessing when a loud sob erupted through the cave.
Cato turned to the entrance to see Tama with Sarabi. The dark beige lioness was crying while being held by Anna and Nadra. Feeling a bitter feeling rise in her throat, Cato walked over where Nadra looked up with teary eyes.
"Sarafina was found dead."
The air just seemed to leave her body. As tears began to fall from her eyes. "Oh my...where's Nala?"
Tama looked up with a sorrow expression. "Simba is with her. I ran into him on my way here."
"Does that mean no lessons today?"
Anna pulled away from her mother and smiled lightly. "Not from your father. But I'll give you your lesson for the day."
Kiara nodded before following after her aunt out the cave and down the rocky slope.