Note to the reader: You'll have to have read SOTWL part 1 to understand. This is
where things can get a bit...bloody. If you dont like the sight of blood, or descriptions of
wounds, this may shock ya.
Simba was suddenly jolted awake from his deep slumber from a horrifying, unearthly
half roar, half wail of agony. Around him he heard the confused murmurs of the lionesses.
"Uhhh...what was that?"
"That was no lion of our pride!"
"What on earth could have made a sound like that?"
Kiara and Kovu ran up to Simba and his queen, Nala.
"Daddy, what was that?" Kiara looked up into her fathers startled eyes. She was
shivering like a cub with a nightmare.
"I dont know, Kiara. But I intend to find out! No normal animal could roar like that..."
Simba answered, not letting on that he was almost as scared. No animal he had ever heard
made a noise similar to that. The four lions ran outside. There, on the ground outside Pride
Rock, they saw a half-dead, adolescent white lioness. Her fur was matted with blood and
plastered with mud. On her hind end, there were nasty burn marks. Her tail seemed snapped
and out of place. On her face were claw marks-obviously from a leopard. On her feet were bite
marks. All over the lioness's body were deep, ugly, wide, bloody gashes. Aside from that, it
was apparent she was literally starving to death. Every rib was visible, and her side was far too
thin.
"Oh, my--," Nala drew in a sharp breath. Both she and Kiara turned their heads; the
mangled, bloody mess was too much for them to bear.
"Daddy, is she d--," Kiara couldnt bring herself to finish the word. Even through her
tightly closed eyes, she could still see the lioness, which seemed to be around her age.
Simba and Kovu jumped down from Pride Rock. The rain pounded over their heads as
they tried to watch for signs of life. Holding a blade of grass by her nostrils to check for
breathing was useless; the wind was blowing to hard. Gently, Kovu placed a paw on the white
lioness's poor excuse of a side. Finally, he felt her stomach go up and come back down, a sign
of breathing.
"She's alive!" Kovu yelled to Simba, just as a loud burst of thunder rattled the ground
and lightning lit up the skies.
"She's alive!" Simba roared up to the lionesses peering over the edge of the rock, "I
need four lionesses down here, now!! Bring branches and barkcloth to make a stretcher!"
Quickly, Nala, Kiara, Vitani, and another lioness named Anoki did the king's bidding.
As fast as they could, they wound the corners of a barkcloth into the branches. The branches
formed six handles, three on each side, one for each lion. Gently as if picking up their cubs, all
six picked the lioness up in their mouths and placed her on the stretcher. Then they took their
places on the side and picked up the branches in their mouths. Slowly, they made their way
back up to the shelter of Pride Rock. Setting her down inside, Simba barked out orders.
"Anoki and Dyani! Quickly, go get Rafiki! Vitani, cover her with the barkcloth! Nala,
start washing her wounds! Kiara, try and get some water down her throat-if there's anything left
of it!"
Slowly, Kiara tried to pour water down the white lioness's throat. At first, nothing went
down. Finally, she heard the lioness groaning and managed to get a few sips down.
Suddenly, the white lioness's body spasmed fitfully! She roared and wailed in unearthly
tones.
"Keep her down! Keep her down! She's going into shock! We need to keep her down
or we could lose her!" Nala shouted above the wails.
Keeping the lioness down proved to be no easy task. She thrashed and flailed about,
clawing anything in her pathe. And yet, she seemed to be still completely unconcious.
"Oh, my...." Kiara gasped as the lioness's eyes opened wide, revealing her milky blue
irises and only slightly darker blue pupils. Her pupils expanded and retracted rapidly, and yet
she seemed to see nothing.
And she never will see anything! Kiara thought to herself. She's blind!
The lioness continued wailing, but now did it only between wheezing gasps for air. She
screeched and roared in the same breath. She was foaming at the mouth. At last, the lionesses
got the blind, white one down. They pressed against her gently, yet with all their body weight, to
keep her from thrashing, but without much avail. She continued thrashing, catching several
lionesses with her paws. Finally, she wore herself out and she lay there comatose.
The lionesses breathed a sigh of relief, but too soon. Outside, they heard Simba and
Kovu roar in unison. And then, they heard another voice.
"Hand over the white lioness! She's in there, I know it. I can hear her out here!"
"Never!" Simba roared back.
"She is rightfully mine, she is my prey!"
"No free beast is rightfully yours!" Kovu countered.
"I demand that you bring her to me!"
"You demand?! You damand of me, the king?!" Simba roared in anger. Quickly, the
lionesses rushed outside to see what was happening. Standing on the ground where the lioness
had been was a huge, male leopard, surrounded by a pack of twenty extremely wounded wild
dogs.
"Yes, I demand!" the leopard challenged in defiance. A streak of purple lightning struck
the ground behind the monstrous pack, illuminating the dogs with an eerie glow and giving the
leopard's eyes a terrifying glint.
Suddenly, in the light behind them, the lions saw Rafiki and Anoki creeping around the
dogs, slowly making their way towards Pride Rock.
Where's Dyani??? Simba wondered to himself. He soon got his answer.
"Fine! If you wont give me the white lioness, you lose this one! Bring her forward,
boys!" The leopard shouted to the dogs behind him. A group of them stepped forward,
dragging a screaming, thrashing Dyani behind them. They brought her to their master and forced
her to stand upright; the only way the leopard could reach her without bending down. Simba
leapt forward and tried to yell for the leopard to stop, but the leopard had no further intention of
talking. He retracted a monstrously huge claw and slid it slowly across Dyani's throat.
"DYANI!!!" Anoki, her sister, screamed.
When the leopard finished slicing her throught, the dogs dropped Dyani. For a few
moments, she staggered about, clutching a paw to her throught. At last, she collapsed.
The hideous dogs and leopard roared with laughter. The lionesses didn't think it was so
funny. They flanked down the sides of the rock, growling and snarling. The dogs and the
leopard stopped laughing and retreated a few paces.
"Leave here," Simba growled, his voice flat but heavy with sorrow, "You are no longer
welcomed here. We are through with you!"
"Oh, no, mighty king," the leopards voice dripped with sarcasm as he grinned
maliciously, "We're just beginning...."
***********
The leopard's last words rang in Simba's head as he watched Rafiki apply herbs to the
white lioness's wounds. Two lions had said this to him before leaving; Scar and Zira. And they
had returned, both of them. Of course, they had both met their doom, but still, this gave the king
reason to believe this leopard would return as well. On top of that, they were vicious, cruel
wanderers who could raise a large army. Simba was worried.
Suddenly, he was jolted out of his thoughts by Kiara's voice.
"Look! She's coming to!"
Sure enough, the white lioness, who was now not so bloody or muddy, began to open
her sightless eyes.
"Uh! Huh? Wha? Where...where am I?" she turned her head in all directions, sniffing the
air around her. She could smell the lions around her. She was very frightened in a place she
didnt know.
"Shh, relax. You're safe now," Nala soothed.
"What we should be asking you is who are you?" Kovu eyed the white lioness.
"I am..." she paused as she tried to remember her name, then winced as if thinking hurt
her head, "I am Kei Tiaret."
"Who was that leopard after you? Why was he after you?" Simba demanded.
"That...I cannot tell ye," she sighed, and fell asleep again.
where things can get a bit...bloody. If you dont like the sight of blood, or descriptions of
wounds, this may shock ya.
Simba was suddenly jolted awake from his deep slumber from a horrifying, unearthly
half roar, half wail of agony. Around him he heard the confused murmurs of the lionesses.
"Uhhh...what was that?"
"That was no lion of our pride!"
"What on earth could have made a sound like that?"
Kiara and Kovu ran up to Simba and his queen, Nala.
"Daddy, what was that?" Kiara looked up into her fathers startled eyes. She was
shivering like a cub with a nightmare.
"I dont know, Kiara. But I intend to find out! No normal animal could roar like that..."
Simba answered, not letting on that he was almost as scared. No animal he had ever heard
made a noise similar to that. The four lions ran outside. There, on the ground outside Pride
Rock, they saw a half-dead, adolescent white lioness. Her fur was matted with blood and
plastered with mud. On her hind end, there were nasty burn marks. Her tail seemed snapped
and out of place. On her face were claw marks-obviously from a leopard. On her feet were bite
marks. All over the lioness's body were deep, ugly, wide, bloody gashes. Aside from that, it
was apparent she was literally starving to death. Every rib was visible, and her side was far too
thin.
"Oh, my--," Nala drew in a sharp breath. Both she and Kiara turned their heads; the
mangled, bloody mess was too much for them to bear.
"Daddy, is she d--," Kiara couldnt bring herself to finish the word. Even through her
tightly closed eyes, she could still see the lioness, which seemed to be around her age.
Simba and Kovu jumped down from Pride Rock. The rain pounded over their heads as
they tried to watch for signs of life. Holding a blade of grass by her nostrils to check for
breathing was useless; the wind was blowing to hard. Gently, Kovu placed a paw on the white
lioness's poor excuse of a side. Finally, he felt her stomach go up and come back down, a sign
of breathing.
"She's alive!" Kovu yelled to Simba, just as a loud burst of thunder rattled the ground
and lightning lit up the skies.
"She's alive!" Simba roared up to the lionesses peering over the edge of the rock, "I
need four lionesses down here, now!! Bring branches and barkcloth to make a stretcher!"
Quickly, Nala, Kiara, Vitani, and another lioness named Anoki did the king's bidding.
As fast as they could, they wound the corners of a barkcloth into the branches. The branches
formed six handles, three on each side, one for each lion. Gently as if picking up their cubs, all
six picked the lioness up in their mouths and placed her on the stretcher. Then they took their
places on the side and picked up the branches in their mouths. Slowly, they made their way
back up to the shelter of Pride Rock. Setting her down inside, Simba barked out orders.
"Anoki and Dyani! Quickly, go get Rafiki! Vitani, cover her with the barkcloth! Nala,
start washing her wounds! Kiara, try and get some water down her throat-if there's anything left
of it!"
Slowly, Kiara tried to pour water down the white lioness's throat. At first, nothing went
down. Finally, she heard the lioness groaning and managed to get a few sips down.
Suddenly, the white lioness's body spasmed fitfully! She roared and wailed in unearthly
tones.
"Keep her down! Keep her down! She's going into shock! We need to keep her down
or we could lose her!" Nala shouted above the wails.
Keeping the lioness down proved to be no easy task. She thrashed and flailed about,
clawing anything in her pathe. And yet, she seemed to be still completely unconcious.
"Oh, my...." Kiara gasped as the lioness's eyes opened wide, revealing her milky blue
irises and only slightly darker blue pupils. Her pupils expanded and retracted rapidly, and yet
she seemed to see nothing.
And she never will see anything! Kiara thought to herself. She's blind!
The lioness continued wailing, but now did it only between wheezing gasps for air. She
screeched and roared in the same breath. She was foaming at the mouth. At last, the lionesses
got the blind, white one down. They pressed against her gently, yet with all their body weight, to
keep her from thrashing, but without much avail. She continued thrashing, catching several
lionesses with her paws. Finally, she wore herself out and she lay there comatose.
The lionesses breathed a sigh of relief, but too soon. Outside, they heard Simba and
Kovu roar in unison. And then, they heard another voice.
"Hand over the white lioness! She's in there, I know it. I can hear her out here!"
"Never!" Simba roared back.
"She is rightfully mine, she is my prey!"
"No free beast is rightfully yours!" Kovu countered.
"I demand that you bring her to me!"
"You demand?! You damand of me, the king?!" Simba roared in anger. Quickly, the
lionesses rushed outside to see what was happening. Standing on the ground where the lioness
had been was a huge, male leopard, surrounded by a pack of twenty extremely wounded wild
dogs.
"Yes, I demand!" the leopard challenged in defiance. A streak of purple lightning struck
the ground behind the monstrous pack, illuminating the dogs with an eerie glow and giving the
leopard's eyes a terrifying glint.
Suddenly, in the light behind them, the lions saw Rafiki and Anoki creeping around the
dogs, slowly making their way towards Pride Rock.
Where's Dyani??? Simba wondered to himself. He soon got his answer.
"Fine! If you wont give me the white lioness, you lose this one! Bring her forward,
boys!" The leopard shouted to the dogs behind him. A group of them stepped forward,
dragging a screaming, thrashing Dyani behind them. They brought her to their master and forced
her to stand upright; the only way the leopard could reach her without bending down. Simba
leapt forward and tried to yell for the leopard to stop, but the leopard had no further intention of
talking. He retracted a monstrously huge claw and slid it slowly across Dyani's throat.
"DYANI!!!" Anoki, her sister, screamed.
When the leopard finished slicing her throught, the dogs dropped Dyani. For a few
moments, she staggered about, clutching a paw to her throught. At last, she collapsed.
The hideous dogs and leopard roared with laughter. The lionesses didn't think it was so
funny. They flanked down the sides of the rock, growling and snarling. The dogs and the
leopard stopped laughing and retreated a few paces.
"Leave here," Simba growled, his voice flat but heavy with sorrow, "You are no longer
welcomed here. We are through with you!"
"Oh, no, mighty king," the leopards voice dripped with sarcasm as he grinned
maliciously, "We're just beginning...."
***********
The leopard's last words rang in Simba's head as he watched Rafiki apply herbs to the
white lioness's wounds. Two lions had said this to him before leaving; Scar and Zira. And they
had returned, both of them. Of course, they had both met their doom, but still, this gave the king
reason to believe this leopard would return as well. On top of that, they were vicious, cruel
wanderers who could raise a large army. Simba was worried.
Suddenly, he was jolted out of his thoughts by Kiara's voice.
"Look! She's coming to!"
Sure enough, the white lioness, who was now not so bloody or muddy, began to open
her sightless eyes.
"Uh! Huh? Wha? Where...where am I?" she turned her head in all directions, sniffing the
air around her. She could smell the lions around her. She was very frightened in a place she
didnt know.
"Shh, relax. You're safe now," Nala soothed.
"What we should be asking you is who are you?" Kovu eyed the white lioness.
"I am..." she paused as she tried to remember her name, then winced as if thinking hurt
her head, "I am Kei Tiaret."
"Who was that leopard after you? Why was he after you?" Simba demanded.
"That...I cannot tell ye," she sighed, and fell asleep again.