Fetaya got up from where she lay, Scar laying next to her. She
shuddered to recall what had happened, but she reminded herself she did it
for the Pride.
She walked quietly out of the den and searched quickly for any hyenas. None. 'The plan is going perfectly,' she thought, running toward the edge of the plains, where they had agreed to wait for her. She wondered what Simba looked like. She was a newborn when he had "died." When she reached the designated meeting place, she was greeted with warm smiles. "Fetaya," her mother said, licking her nose. The lions were there too, inpatient to go. Some of the new mothers had children by the scruff of their neck, waiting to go.
"Let's go," announced Sarabi. They had chosen her as leader, and she was a tough leader. She made them march fourteen hours a day, to maybe cut a day off of the traveling time.
They had finally made it, a day under what it usually took to get there. The Oasis, where Hakuna Matata was the law. "He's here," Nala whispered, again that sickening feeling entering her. What if he did decide to come back? She would be betrothed to him again! The thought made her want to vomit. She would never be able to love him, not after the way he talked and treated her.
They all went to the watering hole first, for a long drink, something they hadn't had for a long time. Some of the cubs jumped into the lake, splashing around as little ones do. There was a rustle from the bushes, and all their ears perked up in concern.
Out stepped Timon and Simba, and his heart jumped into his throat. His mother! "Mom!" he cried out, but she didn't even smile.
"You were right," she said to Nala, "I was hoping it wasn't true, but you were right."
"Mom, I-,"
"You've hurt me enough. Why didn't you go back? Why did you keep me wondering about did you suffer? Did you die quickly? Were you in your father's paws? Did you think of me before you - you - you," she started to cry again, this time sobs rising from her throat powerfully, causing everyone's hearts to go out to her.
She suddenly stopped crying, her voice becoming powerful once again. "We will leave tomorrow, heading the same direction as today. Perhaps we'll find another of these Oasis's. There are at least bugs and plenty of water. Maybe we'll be lucky and have a herd of gazelle there. For now, Pride, get some sleep." She turned to Timon. "Where should we stay."
"Where ever you like," he replied, his heart going out to her. He had never heard the whole, true story. He knew he had run away, yes, but not from a mother that loved him, a whole circle of lions and lionesses that loved him. He had figured Simba was a stray that no one had liked or loved except his father.
Nala could feel eyes on her, and she looked up from where she and all of the lions and lionesses lay. She searched around and rose from her spot. Fetaya raised her head in confusion, wondering who had just stepped on her tail. "Sorry," Nala whispered, working her way past the group without stepping on anybody else.
Fetaya raised from where she lay, watching her with curious eyes. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing, just going to look around." She stopped asking questions but was still not convinced she was going just to look around. Maybe she would go visit that Simba guy?
Nala went just out of the sight of the Pride. "Simba?" she asked a little bit loudly. "Simba?"
"I'm here." That's when her world went black.
A/N CLIFFHANGER WOOOO!! Even I don't know what's going to happen lol.
Please R & R
She walked quietly out of the den and searched quickly for any hyenas. None. 'The plan is going perfectly,' she thought, running toward the edge of the plains, where they had agreed to wait for her. She wondered what Simba looked like. She was a newborn when he had "died." When she reached the designated meeting place, she was greeted with warm smiles. "Fetaya," her mother said, licking her nose. The lions were there too, inpatient to go. Some of the new mothers had children by the scruff of their neck, waiting to go.
"Let's go," announced Sarabi. They had chosen her as leader, and she was a tough leader. She made them march fourteen hours a day, to maybe cut a day off of the traveling time.
They had finally made it, a day under what it usually took to get there. The Oasis, where Hakuna Matata was the law. "He's here," Nala whispered, again that sickening feeling entering her. What if he did decide to come back? She would be betrothed to him again! The thought made her want to vomit. She would never be able to love him, not after the way he talked and treated her.
They all went to the watering hole first, for a long drink, something they hadn't had for a long time. Some of the cubs jumped into the lake, splashing around as little ones do. There was a rustle from the bushes, and all their ears perked up in concern.
Out stepped Timon and Simba, and his heart jumped into his throat. His mother! "Mom!" he cried out, but she didn't even smile.
"You were right," she said to Nala, "I was hoping it wasn't true, but you were right."
"Mom, I-,"
"You've hurt me enough. Why didn't you go back? Why did you keep me wondering about did you suffer? Did you die quickly? Were you in your father's paws? Did you think of me before you - you - you," she started to cry again, this time sobs rising from her throat powerfully, causing everyone's hearts to go out to her.
She suddenly stopped crying, her voice becoming powerful once again. "We will leave tomorrow, heading the same direction as today. Perhaps we'll find another of these Oasis's. There are at least bugs and plenty of water. Maybe we'll be lucky and have a herd of gazelle there. For now, Pride, get some sleep." She turned to Timon. "Where should we stay."
"Where ever you like," he replied, his heart going out to her. He had never heard the whole, true story. He knew he had run away, yes, but not from a mother that loved him, a whole circle of lions and lionesses that loved him. He had figured Simba was a stray that no one had liked or loved except his father.
Nala could feel eyes on her, and she looked up from where she and all of the lions and lionesses lay. She searched around and rose from her spot. Fetaya raised her head in confusion, wondering who had just stepped on her tail. "Sorry," Nala whispered, working her way past the group without stepping on anybody else.
Fetaya raised from where she lay, watching her with curious eyes. "What are you doing?"
"Nothing, just going to look around." She stopped asking questions but was still not convinced she was going just to look around. Maybe she would go visit that Simba guy?
Nala went just out of the sight of the Pride. "Simba?" she asked a little bit loudly. "Simba?"
"I'm here." That's when her world went black.
A/N CLIFFHANGER WOOOO!! Even I don't know what's going to happen lol.
Please R & R