Chapter 3: Betrothals.

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Only 2 reviews last chapter??? ::sobs::

Err, enough of that. On to the story.

"Lionesses, alert the heads of the animal clans to get their party over by Pride Rock, in the usual places," Ahadi stated loudly before sunrise. The lionesses roared loudly as they awoke, their eyes searching for the rising sun.
"It's before sunrise, your majesty," said Ibura, yawning.
"You're point?" he asked nastily. He still thought Jamala should be with Mufasa. He frowned at the slow moving lionesses. "Get up!" he roared out toward them with the voice of a tyrant. He walked out of the cave and toward the point of Pride Rock so he could greet the different clans and announce that they were there.
The king called for Mufasa, Taka, Jamala, and Sarabi to come up to the point with him. They knew that either Sarabi or Jamala would end up with Mufasa or Taka. Sarabi secretly wished that she would be chosen to be mates with Taka. He was a little more verbal, and a little easier to talk to when it came to the hard stuff, and to add she had a crush on him, and it would be an added plus that she wouldn't have the headaches of being Queen. Don't get her wrong - she loved Mufasa and Taka both. But if were to choose, it would be Taka for sure.
"And the Giraffe Clan," the King roared out, "That is the last of the clans." Some animals who had been waiting hours for the late ones cheered in response.
"Quiet, please." He was always nice to the clans, for fear they'd leave the Pride Lands. "Announcements of our betrothals - including the future king - are to be announced today, right now." The animals stomped in approval as he continued, "First, though, the lower lionesses' offspring." They were paired up. Sarabi knew them vaguely, but she had her own group that she hung with, and almost all of it was on the rock next to her. She and the other cubs exchanged worried glances before looking back up at Ahadi.
"Sarafina shall be betrothed to Shup. I mean Shupavu," he said, accidently saying what they called him. "And now, the royal betrothals. Lions and lionesses in this group, step forward." The group nervously and timidly stepped forward, to hear what their future had in store. "First, Taka, the prince and second in line to the throne. Taka will be betrothed to Jamala." The animals all approved in their native languages, the sound deafening. "That leaves us to our future king, Mufasa, who shall be betrothed to Sarabi." Louder then Taka's announcement's sounds, Sarabi lowered her ears from it. How could they be so loud?
"That concludes the announcements. Thank you, clans, for coming," he said, heading toward the large rock near Pride Rock great for sunbathing.

"Sooo," said Mufasa, making a line in the dust with his paw. It had been a bit awkward between the group since the announcements.
"Yeah," said Sarafina. She was the only one in the group not in the royalty four, and felt left out. Sarabi came and rubbed up next to her, then sitting.
"So, do you want to go for a walk?" suggusted Jamala, her eyes lingering on Taka. You could tell that she was feeling something toward Taka. Sarabi looked at Mufasa, and found him staring at her.
"I just realized something," said Sarabi out of the blue. Sarafina's ears perked in interest, as well as Mufasa's.
"What?" asked Mufasa.
"That no one calls us cubs anymore." They all looked down at themselves, realizing that indeed it was true. Mufasa and Taka's mane were almost completely grown in, and all of them had grown into the paws that had made them so awkward as cubs.
"I guess, because we aren't," said Taka slowly, still looking at everybody. Jamala had grown to be a bit to thin, but it matched with Taka's to slender torso perfectly. Mufasa, Fina, and Sarabi had grown to be muscular, but of course Mufasa was the most because of his gender. You could see them rippling under his fur when he ran.
"FINA! GO FOR A WALK WITH SHUP," came a call from the top of Pride Rock.
"I don't even know who he is, barely," she grumbled as she climbed up the rocks to meet him, her tail swerving madly.
"Want to go for a walk Jamala?" asked Taka politely, bowing slightly. She giggled and nodded in approval as they headed toward the watering hole.
"Do you want to go for a walk?" asked Mufasa, still looking at her that way. There was no way to describe it, and she felt confused by it.
"Sure. How about to the waterfall?"

"Long walk," he said, "But I'd love to." They walked to it, not saying much, little chit chat here and there. When they got there, he laid on his back, staring over at the waterfall. His gaze went from the waterfall to Sarabi. "I still feel, well, weird," he said. He felt like, his dreams had been answered. He had loved Sarabi as a friend when they were cubs, but now, he had to admit, he felt more then friendship. 'What if she doesn't feel the same way?' he panicked.
"Do you like me?" he asked quietly.
"Of course I like you, Fasa!" this raised his hopes, "I've liked you since we were cubs!" There went his hopes.
"Not that kind of like," he said, still quietly. "The type of love-like." She took a sharp intake of breath in.
"I don't know," she said, now as quiet as Mufasa, "I think, I kind of do." Mufasa stood up, a smile on his face. Sarabi turned to him. "Do you like me that way?"
"I'm not even going to say maybe. Yes, I like you that way Sarabi." She gave him a lick on the cheek, and he gave a surprised look as Sarabi laughed and jumped into the pond the waterfall caused. She splashed him when he would not come in, and finally he jumped in, and dunked her. All she could do was laugh. 'I'm really in love with this boy,' she thought, splashing water in his face.

Jamala was once again thirsty in the middle of the night. She walked out, trying to avoid the lions and lionesses scattered about. She accidently stepped on King Ahadi's. "Oaf," the king said loudly. "JAMALA! THIS IS THE THIRD TIME THIS WEEK!" he leapt up in anger. He attacked her brutally, his teeth at her ear, pulling a circular chunk out.
Jamala roared out in anger, her eyes now watching his every move, her posture low and to the ground. Taka roared as he saw what had happened and jumped in to her aid. "What do you think you're doing, son?" he spat.
"Defending Jamala," he roared back at him, his posture also low. Soon the two lions were at it, clawing at each other. A swipe across the eye, left it bleeding and raw. He roared out in pain as he delivered a great blow to the head, sending Ahadi skidding across the ground. He was alive, but weak.

A/N: I bet you know who Jamala is ;-).

Yes, short, I know. But I thought it was good to stop there. Anyway, I have changed my story line completely because I know my summary said her cubhood, but it's also going to be her teenagehood! Lol. Anyway, review.

Alyssa