I own only Jahina (Swahili for 'bold'), Kibwana (Swahili for 'prince') and Abu (Swahili for 'father').

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The battle with the hyenas was long and hard, but slowly, the pride gained the advantage, and the pack began to retreat.

Once the hyenas were gone, Simba approached Mufasa, and asked, slightly guiltily, "can I talk to you for a moment dad?"

"Certainly," Mufasa replied, wondering at Simba's tone, "what was it you wanted to say?"

"I'm real sorry about the stampede," Simba replied.

"What's to be sorry about," Mufasa asked.

Simba looked around furtively, then replied, quietly, "the stampede was my fault."

"Your fault," Mufasa asked, "how was it your fault?"

"I was practising my roaring down in the gorge," Simba replied, "well, not exactly a roar, but you know what..."

"And how is this connected with the stampede," Mufasa asked.

"I was practising my roaring," Simba repeated, "and I gave a really big one, and then..." He was interrupted by another roar, this one from the nearby grasslands.

"We'll discuss this later," Mufasa replied, turning to look where the sound had come from. He then, along with the rest of the pride, climbed to the ridge, and looked down.

Below them, in the grass, a lion and four lionesses were being swamped by hyenas. Someone off to the side, shouted, "Jahina," and charged down. Within moments, the rest of the Pride had followed, except for Mufasa and Simba.

"Dad," Simba said urgently, "shouldn't we be down there?"

"No," Mufasa replied, "we shouldn't."

"Why not," Simba asked, "if they're in trouble..."

"Yes," Mufasa said, "but if we go down there, Scar could escape, and that would be worse for all of us."

"But he could be anywhere on Pride Rock," Simba protested, "and there's other was down, surely."

"Then we'll go and search for him," Mufasa said. He then turned, and started down from the ridge, but stopped and looked back, when he sense Simba wasn't with him, "come on."

"But..." Simba began.

"Come on," Mufasa said, more insistently this time. Simba took one last look at the battle, then turned and followed his father.

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Kibwana approached Jahina when the fighting was over, and asked, "you okay?"

Jahina turned, still rage-driven, but it faded when she saw Kibwana. After a moment, she replied, "yeah, fine, and yourself?"

"I've been better," Kibwana replied, but a lopsided smile told Jahina he was fine.

Churo approached Jahina, and said, "Jahina, daughter."

"Mum," Jahina replied, then they embraced for a moment.

When they broke off, Churo spotted Kibwana, and said, "and you didn't return alone, either..."

Jahina looked back at Kibwana, who was looking slightly contemplatively at Churo, and said, "no, I didn't." She then turned to her mother, and said, "Mum, this is prince Kibwana of the Pinnacle Lands..."

"Thank you," Churo said to Kibwana, "thank you for helping my daughter."

"And Kibwana," Jahina said, "this is my mother, Churo."

"Pleased to meet you," Kibwana said to Churo.

Elsewhere, Sarafina finally turned to Abu, and asked, "who are you, anyway, and why are you hanging around me?"

Abu, slightly taken aback asked, "you don't recognise me?"

Sarafina was about to say not, but then looked at Abu. "You look familiar," she replied, after a moment, "but I still want to know who you are."

Abu nodded, then leaned forward and whispered something in Sarafina's ear. The lioness's eyes went wide, and she stuttered, "bu...a..."

"Remember me now," Abu asked, grinning at Sarafina's shock.

It took a few moments for Sarafina to regain her composure, but when she did, she said, "you never came back, why not?"

Abu's expression turned slightly guilty, and replied, "I meant to, I really did, but I think I pushed it a bit much."

"How," Sarafina asked, "I wasn't offended or anything, you know."

"I'd guessed that," Abu said, "but, er, Mufasa gave me a bit of a talking to afterwards..."

"He banned you," Sarafina asked, slightly shocked.

"Well, not exactly," Abu replied, "but I figured it would be good to lie low for a while."

"A while," Sarafina asked, "it's been a bit longer than a while don't you think?"

"I'd probably have visited a lot sooner," Abu said, "except, the hyenas were in the first time I tried, and things got worse from there."

Sarafina gave Abu a piercing look, but it softened a little as she thought about Abu's last statement. "Okay," she said, after a few moments, "I'll accept that."

Abu, still a little uncomfortable over he look he'd received, said, "I was told I had a daughter."

"Have," Sarafina replied.

"I don't suppose I could meet her," Abu asked.

Sarafina considered for a moment, then said, "I don't see why not."

Once the battle was over, Nala looked around, but couldn't spot Simba. She could see her mother was engaged with another lion she didn't recognise, so she approached Sarabi, and asked, "you haven't seen Simba around have you, only, I can't find him."

"No I haven't," Sarabi replied, "and I can't seem to find Mufasa either."

"Where could they..." Nala began to ask, then a thought occurred to her, and evidently to Sarabi as well, and they both looked back at Pride Rock, "why would they stay back?"

"I don't know," Sarabi replied, thoughtfully, "but I want to..."

"Nala," Sarafina called, "could I have you a moment please?"

"Certainly mother," Nala called back, then looked at Sarabi, "um..."

"Go ahead," Sarabi said.

Nala nodded, made her way over to where Sarafina and the lion were, and asked, "you wanted me?"

"Nala," Sarafina said, in a more solemn tone than the younger lioness was used to, "I'd like you to meet your father, Abu."

"Father," Nala asked, "but..."

"And Abu," Sarafina continued, "I'd like you to meet your daughter, Nala."

"It'd be a pleasure," Abu replied, smiling, then noticed that the pride was beginning to move back in the direction of Pride Rock, "at least, it'd be a pleasure if we weren't on the move." He and Sarafina then began to follow the rest of the pride, with Nala, still a little stunned, following.

After a few moments, Nala regained her composure, looked at her mother, who was once again in conversation with the lion, and slipped away to the head of the pride beside Sarabi, still a little uneasy about the lion who was supposedly her father.

Sarabi caught up on Nala's unease quickly, and asked, "what's wrong?"

Nala didn't reply for several moments, then asked, "why didn't anyone tell me about my father?"

This time it was Sarabi who didn't reply for several moments, then said, "only your mother knew him very well, and after he left, and then didn't return, we respected her wishes not to talk about it."

"Oh," Nala said. She wasn't sure quite what to make of the information, so she put it to the back of her mind, and concentrated once again on the task at hand.

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