+ redwalllover28, thank you for the review, and yes poor Nuka, I'm even starting to feel bad for him, but we have to see how he can develop his character arch and I'll make sure to check out your story.

Chapter 15

Vitani watched as she was more or less, un-impressed by the blue-eyed lioness hunting skills. For someone who lived with a pride of lionesses, you think they'd be able to hunt good. But it seemed like Nala had missed out on that luck. The queen daughter watched from a distance as the cream furred lioness made her way over to grazing rabbit, she knew right from the start her hunt would be a fail. But she knew she had to watch and wait until it was over. Nala, a few feet away from the rare, charged at it, spooking it and with in seconds all she could see was the white back of the rabbits tail as she dashed off at the speed of light. before she could take another step Nala had given up the chase, now it was time for the expert to step in.

"well that sucked." She voiced coming into view, a panting Nala turned her head to face the approaching lioness.

"I know…I just had to get closer"

" with the way you were stalking there was no way you'd be able to make another step before the rabbit spotting you."

"Well if I just had approached from a different side-"

"Nope, then you would have been up wind from him."

"ugh…he was fast."

"No, you're just slow." Vitani chimed with her nose in the air.

"Hey!" Nala pinned her ears down. " I am not be the best, but you don't have to throw insults, okay."

" Don't worry honey you are faaar from being the best, that's for sure." Nala rolled her eyes. "Go for it again."

"But that rabbits long gone."

"I don't mean the rabbit."

"Then what am I supposed to hunt?"

"That." Her eyes directed the lioness to a rather large legged grasshopper, sitting on a stalk of grass. As soon as Nala saw the bug she stuck her tongue out in disgust, she hated bugs.

"Ew, I'm not hunting that…"

"What you too good for it?"

"No i-"

"Then what?"

"I…I just don't like bugs."

"Well I don't think that will even be a problem for you, you didn't catch the rabbit- you damn sure won't catch the grasshopper." Now Nala was starting to rethink her decision in asking Vitani for help. "what's with the face, huh?"

"Ugh, you're supposed to be helping me train- not making me feel like crap!"

"Aww prissy cat feeling hurt?" she toyed, stepping right into Nalas face. "Look you came to me to help your sorry tail, right? Well I am-"

"But lionesses aren't taught to hunt like this! I mean chasing bugs, are you serious?" Vitani let out a sigh.

" Well that's what I had to do." Voiced the dark-colored cub in a matter- of -fact tone. "I forgot you pridelander grow up hunting rabbits as starters." Vitani turned away from her. "Must have been nice."

"Well…it's more…realistic." Nala voice was in a calmer tone, I guess she did have to take into account the Vitani and Nuka half-way raised themselves when they were younger…which probably explains why her hunting is so good. "That's all."

"Well, all I know is this, you can't tackle the big stuff until you get the small stuff down. And everyone has to start off small. And sometimes the small stuff sucks, but you have to deal with it." The two said nothing for a moment, it was rather awkward this was the first time in a long time, or in fact…ever that it had just been the two pride lands girls together.

"…uh…I guess you're right…."

"I am."

"So…you started off catching bugs?"

"Yes."

"and…eating them?"

"Oh gross no!"

"But you said-"

"Yea I had a hard life, but it wasn't THAT hard…geesh, you think I eat a bug, they're gross. I'd just use them to help me train."

"Oh…" making more sense. "How?"

"easy, you just catch them."

"But...but they are fast."

"Then you have to be faster." And it did make sense, prey wasn't just going to sit there and let you attack them. No, they were going to put up one hell of a life. "Hey why do you even want to do this hunting thing so bad? the lionesses do that, and give us everything we need."

"You don't have to tell me, I live with them. And it's hard, and I want to help, especially with Sarabi being p-" Before she said another word the lioness caught herself. " I mean busy, it's just hard on the pride and I want to help them."

"yes, but you could never help them the way they need to be helped Nala."

" I can always try, and bring home something is better then nothing." Again the two said nothing for a moment.

"Well I guess you better get started if you want to be able to help them, because right now… you suck. But don't worry leave it to me, I'll have you in shape in no time." Chimed Vitani with a somewhat, welcoming smile.

Traveling down the dirt path Scar and Simba walked alone, in their slice together. Simba made sure to stay a few paw paces back from his king, for some reason walks with his uncle didn't feel so welcoming. "You're improving fast Simba." The sound of Scar voice brought the young male attention from the ground to his uncle's eyes.

"Oh, thank you."

"oh no, what is there for me to thank it's all in your genes. You're really your father boy, he would be very proud"

"Oh, right." Simba looked down at his mane. He hated to think of his father because now, he was having trouble remembering him. It had seemed so long ago, from the time he was a tiny cub till now. And thinking of his father was something the young male found very uncomfortable.

"You know, if it were for Mufasa sudden and horrific death, he would still be king, and you would still be prince." Simba said nothing, he had stopped short of the brown lion who was now sitting down on his haunches. The idea of his father being alive, and how that would change everything. How they would still be a happy family-the happy family they once were. He would see his mother and her loving face, and face he hasn't seen in almost a year. Along with his mother pride mothers, and Nala. Seeing her these past few time seemed to be a deva ju to him. Like on the inside things between them had never changed…that they were still close like they once were. And if his father was still alive, then maybe, Simba wouldn't feel so alone all the time. He knows he not welcome with Scar family, but he no longer feels welcome back with his pride either, ever since he left his mother that day. He couldn't get himself to go back. He was scared of what they might think, of what they might do.

"yea…" voiced the orange lion in a hushed tone, almost unheard by the king's ear. Simba sat down slowly staring at the ground.

"You must think about him a lot, don't you?"

"Honestly, I try not to." Scar nodded his head.

"you must be wondering why I'm speaking of this."

"…I mean, I guess."

"But, wouldn't it be nice, if he was still alive and everything was like they once were."

"…y-yea."

"Well, unfortunately you can't go back in time, what's done is done." Simba swallowed hard, he could feel this throat growing drier by the second. "but, there is still a way for you to be prince, to complete your destiny."

"Huh?" Simba red orbs looked up to his uncle, who wasn't facing him. Did he hear this correct, was his uncle telling him he could be…prince? "umm i…I-what did you say?"

"Would you like to be prince of these lands some day?"

"i..um I mean I don't know, I guess, I mean… I don't really have an answer."

"Say yes."

"yes?"

"Yes, say yes."

"But why? What about Nuka, he's future king of the pridelands not me." Scar looked back to his bewildered nephew. It was scary how much he saw Mufasa in him just then. That strong face, those hard eyebrows.

"I know my son should be the next successor after me, being my blood, but Nuka…" Simba could hear the distain in his voice. "Is blood from a different line, not fit to rule."

"But, I couldn't be king…he wouldn't like It, and Zira would kill me."

"So, you would let the lands and the pride suffer under a weak king?"

"No, of course not."

"I know you wouldn't, you're too much of your fathers' son to let that happen."

"Yea it..it just doesn't seem right?"

"You're my nephew my blood run through you too, you have just a claim to this kingdom as my son." Scar could see a storm brewing in his nephew, not knowing which choice to make. So, the king walked back over to the boy, and placed a paw on his shoulder. "you'll say yes?" Simba said nothing. Scar took that as the answer he needed. "You seemed worried, but don't be. You'll make your father proud."

"but how…i…I'm having trouble remembering things about him…"

"you'll have me to teach you the way, just like your father would have wanted."

Hey, guys I know this was a stupid short chapter but wanted to post something for you all to read. Don't worry i have longer chapters coming, i just have to break some stuff up so I can fit more storylines in, but hope you all enjoyed