It was only a few months later. Narina had grown used to the Outlands and the little food that
they had. And yet she still wondered who the big male was that made them leave, and why they had
to leave, she never asked. She was afraid. But she had heard that his name was Simba. It was Kovu
that they had mentioned it to. The young cub who was born last before they were exiled to the
Outlands. As Narina grew she also grew a hate for Simba, and the other lions of Pride Rock,
although she did not know them.

Narina was laying in the shade of one of the few trees in the Outlands. She was half asleep and
Nuka came trotting up, somewhat proudly, with a few field mice in his mouth. Narina knew Nuka
very well, since they were both raised by Zira. But as they both got older, Nuka became annoying,
and Narina became more serious. Narina sighed as he walked over to her
"Look what I caught!" Nuka pranced around and dropped the mice infront of her. "They are for my
mother, not you! You don't deserve them. You can hunt your own food."
"Nuka, I don't eat mice. If I want to hunt, I hunt in the Pride Lands. Now, where is Nuka?"
Narina growled and sat up.
"I left the little termite by himself."
"Great. Well, I'll go find him then. Consider yourself dead," Narina bared her teeth and snarled,
then stood up and walked off. She could hear him laughing, and followed the sound. Narina growled
to herself as he saw what was going on. He was with a Pride Lander. She ran off and found Vitani.
"Vitani! Go get Zira. Kovu is with a Pride Lander," she ran back to where she was and waited.
Zira came walked up to her. Zira growled, watching the female cub trying to play a game called
'tag' with Kovu. Kovu crouched down and was about to pounce, when a large male lion jumped out
and roared. Zira walked out of the grass and roared too. The two cubs jumped back and hid by
their own parents. Narina came out and studied the male. He looked familar, and it was when she
was listening to what the lions were saying that she heard the name 'Simba.' Narina growled and
Simba looked at her.
"I remember you. The lioness cub that tried to stay. Now would you rather be with your pride or
with us?" he snarled.
"I remember you too. I would rather be at my home where I grew up at," Narina growled and turned
around the walk of, then looked back to Simba. "Oh, by the way. I'm not a lioness. I'm a wolf."
"A what?"
"I wolf. I'm canine. So, I could go where ever I want. I don't live in prides," Narina swung her
head around and trotted off, holding her tail up high and trying to act as wolfish as she could,
although she had no idea what she was doing. She still had her natural instincts of course, but
she was raised as a lion, and had no idea what she was doing. She waited until she was out of
sight then ran back to her den. This she did know, she was fast, faster than a lion, and a better
hunter. She sighed and laid down. Zira came walking in with Kovu in her mouth. She laid him in
a tree stump and smiled.
"That cub is a genius. He knows how to kill Simba," Zira laughed.
"Really," Narina sat up and smiled. She was interested in the idea of killing Simba.
"He's going to get to the daughter, and then kill Simba."
"But I don't wanna-" Kovu started to say.
"Hush! Go to sleep," Zira smiled.
"I'm going hunting," Narina walked out. She didn't want to hear anymore. She wanted to think
about it. She left the Outlands and walked into the Pride Lands. She smiled and watched a herd of
Impala. There was a small one walking towards her. She stood up and ran. The Impala saw her and
ran away, but it was too late. Narina was on the Impala, ripping at the flesh on the neck, and
slowly killing the animal. She drug it back to the Outlands, and found the lions asleep. She ate
under the shade of the tree and left the remains for the lions and fell asleep.