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Chapter 3: Encountering The Past
Fetaya's eyes darted about, teeth bared in defense. Vitani made a little mewing noises, her eyes still closed, clinging to her mother. 'What a time to be hungry,' she thought, her eyes locked on where the rustling sounds from the grass were coming.
"Why hello Fetaya. I see you have our cub," came the dark voice from the grass.
"Scar," she hissed, "Stay away from Vitani. She is not yours any longer. You are not her father!" she cried out. Scar jumped from the bushes and she backed away from him, tense. More sounds came from behind, and she looked quickly. Some of Scar's followers came from the long African grasses. She found herself wondering where the most loyal of Scar's followers was - Zira.
"I am the one who fathered her. You aren't the kind of lionesses to be," he paused, "outgoing with male lions, if you catch my drift." She felt the heat rise to her cheeks as she grabbed Vitani and sprinted toward Pride Rock. One of the lionesses slammed into her from the side, then dropping off to let the lioness on her other side give her a push. She used to, before her pregnancy and birth, be the fastest and most swift of any lioness. But she had still not regained her complete strength, and when Vitani fed she could almost feel the energy draining out of her.
Another lioness came up again, still yet a different one, and gave huge nudge, sending her tumbling to her feet. She dropped Vitani in the process, her eyes tearing as she watched the gentle newborn being thrust to the ground from her mouth. A loud "mew" filled her ears, and she hurriedly went to pick her up. To Fetaya's dismay, Scar already had her in his mouth.
Panic filled her. She was positive he would kill the cub, so she did the only thing she knew to do. She threw herself at him, but before contact was ever made to lionesses jumped in front of him, teeth bared, and warded her off. Scar gave the cub to a lioness.
"We'll be meeting soon. Don't worry about your precious daughter, she will live." He started to walk away, but turned once more, his tail cutting through the air. "We'll be meeting again." With that, he bounded toward the Outlands, the lioness who carried her cub at his heels.
"Give me that," growled Scar, grabbing the cub from the young lioness' mouth. She gave him a sharp look then turned quickly, and leaped on top of a rock.
Scar went into the den, as much of a den as you could hope for out here at least, and went to the royal center.
Zira stood, her eyes wide, and the young cub she had been feeding fell to the floor. She looked over at the crying cub, licking it soothingly until it quickly fell asleep. "Is that her?" she said, walking up to Scar, "Is that Fetaya's cub?"
Scar dropped the child at her feet. "You will have to feed it." She nodded.
"I expected as much."
Fetaya was hurt. Yes, blood covered her fur and a claw was missing, but she didn't even feel that. All she felt was the empty space where Vitani should be. She limped near the den, and then fell to the ground, moaning.
"Who's there?" came the voice of a lioness. "Fetaya?" Nala appeared from the darkness of Pride Rock's shadow. Her blue eyes shown worridly as she rushed to Fetaya's side. She nudged her softly. "Where's Vitani?" she asked, suddenly realizing that she was missing.
Fetaya started sobbing loudly and uncontrobbly. "Vitani is gone, Scar.....took her." She cried harder. "There's no... reason for me to live. He has her, she's..... probably dead. He pr.... obably killed her." The sobs had attracted the attention of the lionesses who then came out to see what the commotion was.
"Go back in the den," Nala said loudly. When no one responded, she got angry. "Into the den!" She roared, teeth bared. They then went quickly. She turned back to Fetaya. "We'll find her, okay? We'll find her. I swear it." She rubbed against her and helped her into the den.
A/N: Yes, a quickie. I've been on vacation! WEE! Ow, sunburns. Anyway, review.
Hope you enjoy the next chapter! Please R & R.
Chapter 3: Encountering The Past
Fetaya's eyes darted about, teeth bared in defense. Vitani made a little mewing noises, her eyes still closed, clinging to her mother. 'What a time to be hungry,' she thought, her eyes locked on where the rustling sounds from the grass were coming.
"Why hello Fetaya. I see you have our cub," came the dark voice from the grass.
"Scar," she hissed, "Stay away from Vitani. She is not yours any longer. You are not her father!" she cried out. Scar jumped from the bushes and she backed away from him, tense. More sounds came from behind, and she looked quickly. Some of Scar's followers came from the long African grasses. She found herself wondering where the most loyal of Scar's followers was - Zira.
"I am the one who fathered her. You aren't the kind of lionesses to be," he paused, "outgoing with male lions, if you catch my drift." She felt the heat rise to her cheeks as she grabbed Vitani and sprinted toward Pride Rock. One of the lionesses slammed into her from the side, then dropping off to let the lioness on her other side give her a push. She used to, before her pregnancy and birth, be the fastest and most swift of any lioness. But she had still not regained her complete strength, and when Vitani fed she could almost feel the energy draining out of her.
Another lioness came up again, still yet a different one, and gave huge nudge, sending her tumbling to her feet. She dropped Vitani in the process, her eyes tearing as she watched the gentle newborn being thrust to the ground from her mouth. A loud "mew" filled her ears, and she hurriedly went to pick her up. To Fetaya's dismay, Scar already had her in his mouth.
Panic filled her. She was positive he would kill the cub, so she did the only thing she knew to do. She threw herself at him, but before contact was ever made to lionesses jumped in front of him, teeth bared, and warded her off. Scar gave the cub to a lioness.
"We'll be meeting soon. Don't worry about your precious daughter, she will live." He started to walk away, but turned once more, his tail cutting through the air. "We'll be meeting again." With that, he bounded toward the Outlands, the lioness who carried her cub at his heels.
"Give me that," growled Scar, grabbing the cub from the young lioness' mouth. She gave him a sharp look then turned quickly, and leaped on top of a rock.
Scar went into the den, as much of a den as you could hope for out here at least, and went to the royal center.
Zira stood, her eyes wide, and the young cub she had been feeding fell to the floor. She looked over at the crying cub, licking it soothingly until it quickly fell asleep. "Is that her?" she said, walking up to Scar, "Is that Fetaya's cub?"
Scar dropped the child at her feet. "You will have to feed it." She nodded.
"I expected as much."
Fetaya was hurt. Yes, blood covered her fur and a claw was missing, but she didn't even feel that. All she felt was the empty space where Vitani should be. She limped near the den, and then fell to the ground, moaning.
"Who's there?" came the voice of a lioness. "Fetaya?" Nala appeared from the darkness of Pride Rock's shadow. Her blue eyes shown worridly as she rushed to Fetaya's side. She nudged her softly. "Where's Vitani?" she asked, suddenly realizing that she was missing.
Fetaya started sobbing loudly and uncontrobbly. "Vitani is gone, Scar.....took her." She cried harder. "There's no... reason for me to live. He has her, she's..... probably dead. He pr.... obably killed her." The sobs had attracted the attention of the lionesses who then came out to see what the commotion was.
"Go back in the den," Nala said loudly. When no one responded, she got angry. "Into the den!" She roared, teeth bared. They then went quickly. She turned back to Fetaya. "We'll find her, okay? We'll find her. I swear it." She rubbed against her and helped her into the den.
A/N: Yes, a quickie. I've been on vacation! WEE! Ow, sunburns. Anyway, review.