CandyLuv99; Nala's cave is on the outskirts of the Pridelands so Hisashi won't be seen. As for Nala, she's set on believing that Simba is the sole reason for Kopa's death. So there's no loyalty.
RyanSquad; 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 Cecilia's problems. It's been a little more than a year since Simba returned and defeated Scar, who brought nothing but heartache and suffering since he became king.
Cecilia, was born around the same time as Princess Stara. 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. Though Lela's mother was supportive of this one side love.
For Cecilia, she was one of the unlucky young females 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, Cecilia 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.
Cecilia 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 reached her ears. They flickered before she turned and walked towards the bank.
What she saw made her amber eyes widen, she moved closer and sniffed it. Sure enough, it was a cub. Cecilia took a paw and wiped away some of the dirt, the cub looked up with fearful black eyes.
"It's okay. What's your name?"
"Kader..." the cub replied softly.
The cub was a male, a least a month or a bit less. That wasn't the reason why she scrunched up her nose in disgust.
With a shaky breath Cecilia bend down and got eye level. "Where's your parents?"
Kader 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 pale muzzle. "Mama didn't want me. She...threw me in the river."
Cecilia 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, Cecilia gently and slowly grabbed the light brown 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 were 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 Cahen. Then her precious daughter, Cecilia.
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 Cecilia was laying with a small light brown cub in between her paws. "Cecilia?"
The goldish-tan lioness looked up before looking at the cub that was sound asleep. "I found him this morning while on my walk."
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 Stara and Nadra. Feeling a bitter feeling rise in her throat, Cato walked over where Nadra looked up with teary dark brown 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?"
Stara 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.