Far back to the Pride Lands, Kopa was sitting at the watering hole. He thought about only his mother and hope that she may come back, where ever she was. He looked down at the water below. The memories he had with Nala was all that was left and maybe all he will have of her. How she would tell him that he was just like Simba, giving him bath, racing across the plains, it was all gone. Kopa's eyes closed tightly. He tried to not let go of hope.
A hyrax named Pimbi, one of Kopa's best friends, ran out of the tall plain grass being chased by a Afua, a yellow fur like Kopa. The two c came up from behind the sadden cub.
"Hey Kopa." he said with a smile, wanting to play with Kopa. "Wanna goo race?"
Kopa didn't respond to him, but just kept looking down.
"Kopa?" Afua asked, curiously as he walked up to his side and saw that Kopa was upset about something.
"No thanks." Kopa said as he got up and walked away from his friends. Afua and Pimbi watched as Kopa walked away from them. But they weren't the only ones. Simba was watching from a a distant hill. He sighed, seeing that Kopa wasn't letting go or making an effort to let go. But like him, he didn't want to let go either. Nala was a close friend to him and the one he loves most in this world, there wasn't anyway to do it.
"Simba?"
The lion king looked behind and saw Sarabi walking up to her son and sat beside her son.
"Mother, what should I do?" asked Simba asked, seeing that Sarabi is the wisest lioness in the pride.
"Simba, theres nothing we can do." Sarabi explained. "those who took Nala, take others away all the time, they rarely ever came back, and those who do always saw say the come from a land distant land."
"Why do they take those we love away?" Simba asked, wanting to know the reason of why they took Nala.
"I don't know, my son." Sarabi answered. "Where ever the humans have taken her, we can only hope that Nala is safe."
Simba turned away, trying to father this in his mind in his mind, Mufassa had told him that humans have killed many of the ones in the pride lands. And have taken others, why do they do this, do they see the pain and suffering they bring all for what?
"Simba." Sarabi said as her son turned to look at her. "Remember that there is always good in all living things, its our choice in what path we take."
Sarabi nuzzled her son and then walked back to Pride Rock. Simba thought of what his mother said. There is good in all, could there be good in the humans?
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