Note: If any of you have ever heard of TLK 6 new adventures, you have to
know about Kopa, Simba's son. Well, in the story I write after this one,
the Simba's pride rewrite one, instead of Kiara, it will be Kopa. So
anyway, hope you all enjoy this one, and well, ttyl!
Chapter 2
"Sarafina, would you mind coming with me for a moment?" Scar's cold voice drawled. Sarafina looked over at Nala, who sat near a rock jutting out of Pride rock. Her shoulders were slumped and her ears were tipped back. Sarafina really had wanted to spend the day with her daughter, talking to her. She sighed.
"What Scar?" She said, casually licking a paw. Scar growled. "You will address me as 'Your Majesty, or Sire," from now on, is that understood?" Sarafina jerked her head up. As cubs they had been friends. When Mufasa took over, he never forced the lionesses to call him Majesty or Sire. But Scar was. Already Fina could tell Scar was going to be a self- centered King. She sighed.
"Yes your Majesty," she said. Scar smiled and it sent chills racing down Sarafina's spine. It was so cold and so full of no emotion.
"Sarafina, will you answer my question now?" He said. Sarafina sighed and shook her head. "Sure, but only for a moment Sire," she said, adding the Sire at the end just incase.
"Good, follow me then," He then led her down off of pride rock and to the watering hole. He sat, making his back straight and jutting his chest out somewhat. "Now, Sarafina, look at your reflection and tell me what you see." He said, eyeing her.
Sarafina gave him a quizzical look. Scar growled. "Now!" he spat. Sarafina sighed and then turned her head to look at her reflection. "What do you see?" Scar said tauntingly.
"Myself." She replied. Scar growled loudly. "Of course you see yourself, but do you see any changes in your appearance, particularly in the belly?" Scar's tone changed from angry to mocking. Sarafina sighed and then turned so that she was facing him.
"If you think I'm overweight come out and say it," she said. Scar burst into laughter. His belly shook as he rolled on the ground for a few minutes. It took all of Sarafina's ability to hold back the laughs balling up in her. Seeing Scar laughing so hard on the ground was hilariously funny.
Finally Scar regained himself and stood up. "I'm not saying that you are fat, on the contrary, I would not have brought you here just to tell you I think you're fat. No, what I brought you here for is because I noticed something." Fina's eyes widened for a moment. How could he know?
Scar smiled at her face. "Ah, I thought you would have noticed by now." He growled. "Now, why don't you tell me, when?" He near spat, his eyes were flashing, demanding the story.
Sarafina gulped. It had been a few weeks since Scar had taken over. He had laid down the rules and was very hard on them. "Any day now," she said finally. Scar nodded. "And?" he said, once again wanting to know the story. "Orik and I mated a few weeks before he was killed, when Nala was just learning how to talk and walk." She said. Scar nodded.
"Yes, yes, I suppose it was his last gift to you then hmm?" Sarafina was beginning to get agitated. It had been very hard for her when Orik had died. When she found out she was pregnant, she had been overjoyed. But also sad, for Orik had not lived to see his second cub. Now Scar was pressuring her about it. Why?
"I suppose Sire," she said, trying to keep emotion from her voice. Scar nodded once more. He sighed as though something were troubling him. "Sarafina, tradition really calls for the cub to be killed, I mean, he won't be mine," Sarafina's eyes widened. She took in a sharp intake of breath. He couldn't, he wouldn't! Not Taka, not her cub hood friend.
"But I won't take it from you, provided you make me a promise," Sarafina looked up, her eyes pleading with him. "Anything," she managed to say.
Scar smiled. "You shall not encourage him to take over, instead, when he comes of the age, he will be exiled, so as not to get in the way of the true heir, understood?" Sarafina gulped. "Yes your majesty," she said, bowing her head. Even though the thought of the cub being exiled was appalling, she knew it would be better than it being killed soon after being born.
"You are free to go," Scar said. Fina nodded. "Thank you," she said, bowing her head again before turning and running off, heading back toward pride rock. Scar's eyes followed her, resting on her belly. It hung low and it was very obvious she was pregnant. Scar tutted. "Shame it isn't mine, a cross between us might have made a good heir," he shrugged. He had Zira, and she had better brains than Sarafina anyway, so what did it matter?
It had been about two days since her talk with Scar. Sarafina was staggering toward Sarabi. Her abdomen was on fire. She cried out as a wave of pain overtook her. "Sarabi!" She collapsed for a minute, her breathing heavy. Sarabi was up within seconds and was beside Sarafina, peering over her. "Oh Fina, don't worry, hang on," Sarafina shook her head.
She slowly stood. "Watch Nala for me," she said slowly. "I'll be back within a day or so," Sarabi nodded, remembering the birthing den where Sarafina had birthed Nala. She bumped heads with her friend. "Be careful, especially with all these hyenas." Fina nodded and then staggered away from pride rock.
After an antagonizing journey, Sarafina reached the place she had been searching for. About a mile away from Pride rock, near the border to the Kilimanjaro pride she found the den where Nala had first seen the world. She staggered over to the small hole. She could still see paw prints from previous visits. Orik's scent floated on the wind. She sighed, feeling peace wash over her for a moment before a contraction claimed her once more.
Fina slid into the den and then laid flat out. She could feel the cub in the birthing canal. She sighed, knowing it was only a matter of minutes before her pain would end. As a particularly strong contraction overcame her, she roared and clawed the dirt around her. The cub slid out and immediately Sarafina turned and brought the cub to her, beginning to vigorously lick and clean it. She started with the face, clearing the nostrils and mouth so the cub could breathe.
She smiled as she ran her rough, sandpaper tongue over the cub. She discovered it was a male. He was sandy in color, like herself and Nala. Little chocolate spots covered him, making him look more like a leopard than a lion. But Sarafina knew they were only temporary, as he grew they would disappear. When she was done, the cub began to make loud mewing sounds, telling her he was hungry. He opened his eyes and Sarafina smiled, seeing the same aqua green eyes she had given Nala stare back at her. She licked his head and then carefully picked him up and put him close to her side. It took him only moments to find a nipple and begin suckling.
Sarafina let out a long sigh as a slight breeze wafted through the den. A few dandelion petals also swept in and Sarafina knew Orik was with her, looking down at his son, admiring the new life he had helped create. It was then that a name struck Sarafina. She smiled as she ran her tongue over her cub. She looked up and for a moment she saw him, she saw Orik's face, smiling at her, his eyes full of pride. And then it was gone. Fina turned back to the cub. She ran the name over in her head a few times before saying it aloud. "Mheetu," she said. "I will call you Mheetu, after your grandfather."
Chapter 2
"Sarafina, would you mind coming with me for a moment?" Scar's cold voice drawled. Sarafina looked over at Nala, who sat near a rock jutting out of Pride rock. Her shoulders were slumped and her ears were tipped back. Sarafina really had wanted to spend the day with her daughter, talking to her. She sighed.
"What Scar?" She said, casually licking a paw. Scar growled. "You will address me as 'Your Majesty, or Sire," from now on, is that understood?" Sarafina jerked her head up. As cubs they had been friends. When Mufasa took over, he never forced the lionesses to call him Majesty or Sire. But Scar was. Already Fina could tell Scar was going to be a self- centered King. She sighed.
"Yes your Majesty," she said. Scar smiled and it sent chills racing down Sarafina's spine. It was so cold and so full of no emotion.
"Sarafina, will you answer my question now?" He said. Sarafina sighed and shook her head. "Sure, but only for a moment Sire," she said, adding the Sire at the end just incase.
"Good, follow me then," He then led her down off of pride rock and to the watering hole. He sat, making his back straight and jutting his chest out somewhat. "Now, Sarafina, look at your reflection and tell me what you see." He said, eyeing her.
Sarafina gave him a quizzical look. Scar growled. "Now!" he spat. Sarafina sighed and then turned her head to look at her reflection. "What do you see?" Scar said tauntingly.
"Myself." She replied. Scar growled loudly. "Of course you see yourself, but do you see any changes in your appearance, particularly in the belly?" Scar's tone changed from angry to mocking. Sarafina sighed and then turned so that she was facing him.
"If you think I'm overweight come out and say it," she said. Scar burst into laughter. His belly shook as he rolled on the ground for a few minutes. It took all of Sarafina's ability to hold back the laughs balling up in her. Seeing Scar laughing so hard on the ground was hilariously funny.
Finally Scar regained himself and stood up. "I'm not saying that you are fat, on the contrary, I would not have brought you here just to tell you I think you're fat. No, what I brought you here for is because I noticed something." Fina's eyes widened for a moment. How could he know?
Scar smiled at her face. "Ah, I thought you would have noticed by now." He growled. "Now, why don't you tell me, when?" He near spat, his eyes were flashing, demanding the story.
Sarafina gulped. It had been a few weeks since Scar had taken over. He had laid down the rules and was very hard on them. "Any day now," she said finally. Scar nodded. "And?" he said, once again wanting to know the story. "Orik and I mated a few weeks before he was killed, when Nala was just learning how to talk and walk." She said. Scar nodded.
"Yes, yes, I suppose it was his last gift to you then hmm?" Sarafina was beginning to get agitated. It had been very hard for her when Orik had died. When she found out she was pregnant, she had been overjoyed. But also sad, for Orik had not lived to see his second cub. Now Scar was pressuring her about it. Why?
"I suppose Sire," she said, trying to keep emotion from her voice. Scar nodded once more. He sighed as though something were troubling him. "Sarafina, tradition really calls for the cub to be killed, I mean, he won't be mine," Sarafina's eyes widened. She took in a sharp intake of breath. He couldn't, he wouldn't! Not Taka, not her cub hood friend.
"But I won't take it from you, provided you make me a promise," Sarafina looked up, her eyes pleading with him. "Anything," she managed to say.
Scar smiled. "You shall not encourage him to take over, instead, when he comes of the age, he will be exiled, so as not to get in the way of the true heir, understood?" Sarafina gulped. "Yes your majesty," she said, bowing her head. Even though the thought of the cub being exiled was appalling, she knew it would be better than it being killed soon after being born.
"You are free to go," Scar said. Fina nodded. "Thank you," she said, bowing her head again before turning and running off, heading back toward pride rock. Scar's eyes followed her, resting on her belly. It hung low and it was very obvious she was pregnant. Scar tutted. "Shame it isn't mine, a cross between us might have made a good heir," he shrugged. He had Zira, and she had better brains than Sarafina anyway, so what did it matter?
It had been about two days since her talk with Scar. Sarafina was staggering toward Sarabi. Her abdomen was on fire. She cried out as a wave of pain overtook her. "Sarabi!" She collapsed for a minute, her breathing heavy. Sarabi was up within seconds and was beside Sarafina, peering over her. "Oh Fina, don't worry, hang on," Sarafina shook her head.
She slowly stood. "Watch Nala for me," she said slowly. "I'll be back within a day or so," Sarabi nodded, remembering the birthing den where Sarafina had birthed Nala. She bumped heads with her friend. "Be careful, especially with all these hyenas." Fina nodded and then staggered away from pride rock.
After an antagonizing journey, Sarafina reached the place she had been searching for. About a mile away from Pride rock, near the border to the Kilimanjaro pride she found the den where Nala had first seen the world. She staggered over to the small hole. She could still see paw prints from previous visits. Orik's scent floated on the wind. She sighed, feeling peace wash over her for a moment before a contraction claimed her once more.
Fina slid into the den and then laid flat out. She could feel the cub in the birthing canal. She sighed, knowing it was only a matter of minutes before her pain would end. As a particularly strong contraction overcame her, she roared and clawed the dirt around her. The cub slid out and immediately Sarafina turned and brought the cub to her, beginning to vigorously lick and clean it. She started with the face, clearing the nostrils and mouth so the cub could breathe.
She smiled as she ran her rough, sandpaper tongue over the cub. She discovered it was a male. He was sandy in color, like herself and Nala. Little chocolate spots covered him, making him look more like a leopard than a lion. But Sarafina knew they were only temporary, as he grew they would disappear. When she was done, the cub began to make loud mewing sounds, telling her he was hungry. He opened his eyes and Sarafina smiled, seeing the same aqua green eyes she had given Nala stare back at her. She licked his head and then carefully picked him up and put him close to her side. It took him only moments to find a nipple and begin suckling.
Sarafina let out a long sigh as a slight breeze wafted through the den. A few dandelion petals also swept in and Sarafina knew Orik was with her, looking down at his son, admiring the new life he had helped create. It was then that a name struck Sarafina. She smiled as she ran her tongue over her cub. She looked up and for a moment she saw him, she saw Orik's face, smiling at her, his eyes full of pride. And then it was gone. Fina turned back to the cub. She ran the name over in her head a few times before saying it aloud. "Mheetu," she said. "I will call you Mheetu, after your grandfather."