Chapter 14:
"Going home?"
Simba's voice brought me out of my current thoughts; as I sat in the water.
"Yes Simba, I want to go home."
"You're going to leave me?"
That was it: his heart wrenching question made me burst in to tears. Tears
of loneliness, pain, and worry, worry for my mom and the pain of missing
her, tears full of emotion slid down my cheeks as Simba wrapped his front
paws around my neck.
"I'll miss you Diana," the lion whispered as I sobbed in to his growing
mane, "I won't forget you."
"Why do you say that?"
I asked, "I haven't done anything."
Simba laughed as I raised my head from his tear soaked mane in order to
look in his eyes, "you saved my life; who knows, I could've been skinned by
now."
I ran my hands through his growing golden mane, like I used to pet him when
he had been a cub; Simba purred in response as we rubbed heads, like the
big cats do to one another. I smiled, he was so much like a pet to me; we
were connected, that I knew for certain.
I was the first to pull away from Simba, "we should get back, Timon and
Pumbaa will be wondering where we are."
At the lion's nod, I floated to the edge of the spring and got out as Simba
followed me back to our, "little camp."
"Let's try and get some sleep before sunrise," I said, suddenly feeling
extremely tired.
"Good idea," Simba replied as I layed down on my blankets once again. I
closed my eyes and smiled as I heard the soft padding of paws as Simba
flopped down by my head.
"What about Timon and Pumbaa?"
I asked;
"They'll be fine with out me," Simba answered as I nodded in reply.
"Goodnight," I said.
"Sleep tight," Simba answered.
"Dream of bedbugs tonight," I replied as I settled in and fell asleep,
knowing that in the morning, I'd face my biggest task put before me so far;
finding the airport. As I drifted off, memories of Simba, Timon, Pumbaa,
and I floated across my mind. The snail eating contest, the bug belching
contest, and all the times of listening to Timon and Pumbaa's stories and
adventures about there days before Simba.
However as sleep took me, one fact remained on my mind, that after tomorrow
I'd never see Simba and the others ever again; tomorrow, I was on my own.
:::End Of Chapter 14:::
Ok, I know this is out really quick, but I wanted to make a touching
chapter where Simba and Diana say goodbye... I hope you like it Bambi and
all, leave a review please!!
"Going home?"
Simba's voice brought me out of my current thoughts; as I sat in the water.
"Yes Simba, I want to go home."
"You're going to leave me?"
That was it: his heart wrenching question made me burst in to tears. Tears
of loneliness, pain, and worry, worry for my mom and the pain of missing
her, tears full of emotion slid down my cheeks as Simba wrapped his front
paws around my neck.
"I'll miss you Diana," the lion whispered as I sobbed in to his growing
mane, "I won't forget you."
"Why do you say that?"
I asked, "I haven't done anything."
Simba laughed as I raised my head from his tear soaked mane in order to
look in his eyes, "you saved my life; who knows, I could've been skinned by
now."
I ran my hands through his growing golden mane, like I used to pet him when
he had been a cub; Simba purred in response as we rubbed heads, like the
big cats do to one another. I smiled, he was so much like a pet to me; we
were connected, that I knew for certain.
I was the first to pull away from Simba, "we should get back, Timon and
Pumbaa will be wondering where we are."
At the lion's nod, I floated to the edge of the spring and got out as Simba
followed me back to our, "little camp."
"Let's try and get some sleep before sunrise," I said, suddenly feeling
extremely tired.
"Good idea," Simba replied as I layed down on my blankets once again. I
closed my eyes and smiled as I heard the soft padding of paws as Simba
flopped down by my head.
"What about Timon and Pumbaa?"
I asked;
"They'll be fine with out me," Simba answered as I nodded in reply.
"Goodnight," I said.
"Sleep tight," Simba answered.
"Dream of bedbugs tonight," I replied as I settled in and fell asleep,
knowing that in the morning, I'd face my biggest task put before me so far;
finding the airport. As I drifted off, memories of Simba, Timon, Pumbaa,
and I floated across my mind. The snail eating contest, the bug belching
contest, and all the times of listening to Timon and Pumbaa's stories and
adventures about there days before Simba.
However as sleep took me, one fact remained on my mind, that after tomorrow
I'd never see Simba and the others ever again; tomorrow, I was on my own.
:::End Of Chapter 14:::
Ok, I know this is out really quick, but I wanted to make a touching
chapter where Simba and Diana say goodbye... I hope you like it Bambi and
all, leave a review please!!