CandyLuv99; The males aren't strong enough for a outright attack. With help and distraction, things turned for the better. At least that's how I see it, thanks for the review.

This is going to be my longest book yet. Enjoy chapter thirty-eight!

He felt like a stranger among family and friends. He told his group of friends and Jua about him being adopted. They accepted him but he still feel... lost.

He came seeking to connect with his birth-mother to find out she's dead. Now there's a king on the throne that doesn't know what he's doing.

"Are you alright?" He smiled at the voice.

Nadir rose to his paws and padded closer to the younger lioness.

"I guess. I still can't believe you're not a Lunar..." Jua whispered, looking dejected.

Nadir didn't know what to do to comfort her, so he sat still.

"I can't think of you as not one." the pale brown lioness continued, confusion bright in her eyes.

"I can't either." He replied softly, curling his tail around his paws.

He wondered what his mother was like. He shook his head slowly and glanced over to Jua. "I'm still the same lion."

"I know." Jua smiled and leaned towards him. Nadir didn't move, but let her head rest against his shoulder. "And I'm glad."

After Jua left, Nadir headed into his new home. He had no idea where he was going. His paws had a mind of their own.

The dark cream lion found himself at a ledge with a cave. He looked around feeling a sense of familiar as a strong gush of wind blew by.

"My son.."

Nadir's green eyes widened before he slowly turned to see a ghostly figure of a dark gold lioness.

"My precious Nadir. You have grown wonderfully but I need your help."

Nadir was speechless. All he could do was stand and gawk at the ghost of his dead mother.

"Your Aunt Uru is in turmoil. Go to her and you'll be found."

Nadir watched as another gush of wind blew, this time taking the ghost with it. Leaving behind some mist before completely disappearing.

~PP~

It was night when Uru and Sarafina walked Nala to closest border. The hyenas had were stationed there were occupied by some of the pride.

"Are you sure about this, Uru?" Sarafina didn't want her daughter out there but at the same time knew that they needed someone to find help.

The old goldish lioness sighed. "I know it's risky but-"

"I can do it!" Nala exclaimed determination in her green eyes.

"Okay," Sarafina sighed heavily before embracing her daughter. "Be careful, sweetie."

Nala hugged her mother before stepping back. "I will."

After receiving a nod from Uru, the young tawny lioness ran off into the darkness of night.

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Nala walked across the hot dessert, she wanted to get rid of that monster and those fleabags. Everything was destroyed because of Scar. She's determined to get help so no one else gets their lives ruined like he did to Starra.

With a heavy sigh the tawny lioness went on. The hot sun was baring down on her back, made the terk more exhausted. She had left the Pridelands just a bit into midnight and now the sky was illuminated with different shades of purple and orange. Her bright green eyes stayed on the sandy ground to keep the dust out.

Nala lifted her head at the faint smell of grass and water. With a small smile she picked up her pace. While silently praying that she is not losing her mind. Up ahead she could make out a cluster of trees. With pleased grin she bolted towards the trees. The sand flew around, as her paws kicked at the ground. The warm desert breeze blew through her fur as excitement and hope gleamed in her eyes.

As Nala gained closer, the smell of water became stronger until a creek came in sight. She quickly rushed over and quenched her burning throat. With a content sigh, she scanned the area with cautious eyes. What's on her mind right now, is food. Can't search for help on a empty stomach. Her ears twitched at the faint voices of someone singing.

'In the jungle, the mighty jungle. The lion sleeps tonight.'

Nala giggled before following the scent of a worthog. Learning to hunt from being a cub was hard but it made her skills even better with the experience. Nala shook her head to clear her head, one thing about hunting that is very important; you need a clear head to focus.

Nala crouched low in the swaying golden grass, her green eyes locked on the red warthog. Soon brown met green and everything went down hill.

"Damn!" Nala silently growled as she stomped a paw on the dusty ground before taking off after the fleeing pig.

Nala would never admit that she was about to give up the chase. But who could blame her? She had no energy and that swine is too fast. But that changed when the warthog got stuck under a tree root. A smile formed when she saw a light brown meerkat run out and try to push the larger animal through.

She purred in delight at the thought of catching two easy preys. It was greedy but she was that hungry. But that went out of her mind at a loud defining roar. Nala stopped short as a young golden lion leaped over the root and pounced on her. Nala knew it was either fight or flight. He decided to go with the first.

Nala struck the male across the face. Ignoring the meerkat's tips to go for her throat. Eventually the lion's stamina didn't last, Nala used her back paws to side under him and flip him over on to his back. She stepped on the ground and growled menacingly at his bright orange eyes, but she did not see fear in those eyes. No, she saw recognition.

"Nala?"