Chapter 6: Stories of Cubs
The lionesses came upon her savior, Pride Rock. She ran quickly, hoping that Zira or her friends hadn't followed her. She skidded to a stop in front of the first lion or lioness she saw - Nala.
Nala's ears perked and her eyes searched for who had come so abruptly to a halt. She rose from her haunches eagerly, realizing it was, oh had she even said her name? But it was the lioness from Zira's followers, and she had brought Vitani home! "Fetaya!" she cried up toward the den, "Fetaya! Come, quick!"
"Nala, I'm not in the mood," came the muffled reply.
"Fetaya, come out! Vitani is-." At the mention of Vitani, she had hurried out from the den and skidded at the top, interrupting her.
"Vitani!" she cried, tears brimming in her eyes. She had never thought she would be loving of this cub, let alone worried about it's well being. But when she gave birth, a new sense of love and understanding had come over her, overriding the fact that it was Scar's.
She clambered down Pride Rock, taking Vitani in her teeth, then setting her down, wrapping her paws around her, licking her almost violently. She was crying, tears streaming down her fur, matching the outer countless trails.
Nala turned her attention to the lioness that had rescued Vitani from Zira's grasp. "What's your name?"
"I, uh," she said awkwardly, "I don't have one," she sighed. "They wouldn't give me one, and that's partly why I left them for Pride Rock." Nala nodded slowly.
"We will have to find Simba, get you initiated and all of that," she said, still smiling at Fetaya. "Come on," she said, nodding toward Pride Rock, leaping on a nearby ledge, "Let's go find him." She implied to leave Fetaya and her daughter alone for peace's sake. The lioness nodded, following the beautiful Queen to find him.
"Simba?" called out Nala, the sun bouncing off of her fur. Simba jumped from a nearby rock where he had been sunbathing. "Hmmm?"
"Vitani is back," she beamed, "and also we need to name and initiate this lioness."
"Name?" he asked quizzically, surveying her.
"Yes," the lioness swallowed, "My pride would not name me, no matter how hard I pleaded." Simba nodded.
"For bringing back Vitani, you showed courage, and what is most important, loyalty to this pride. For that, your name will be Tiifu. Now, the first order of business. Do you have a mate?" The young lioness shook her head.
"I'm not even to my date," she replied. Simba nodded again.
"Let's go," he said nodding toward the point of Pride Rock. Tiifu smiled, following him, feeling wanted and loved for the first time in her life.
"Oh, no," whispered Nala to herself in the dark, a wave of pain coming over her. It was time, time to see if her cub would indeed be Scar's or Simba's, or even a mix. She moaned, watching the sun, hoping the lionesses would leave soon. She nudged Simba with her paw, her breathing heavy.
He was instantly awake at the sound of her breathing. "What's the matter?" he asked, yawning.
"I'm going to have the cub," she said quietly, closing her eyes at the warning of another contraction, swallowing. She had made sure not to say his cub, in case . . .
She frowned, pushing the thoughts out of her head. Of course it was his! The Kings would surely not punish her for what she had no control over, would they? But then she looked over at Fetaya, licking the offspring of Scar, and knew the Kings had nothing to do with this
"Do you need something, anything? I could get you some meat, or some water . . . " Nala smiled at her mate, but shook her head, as another wave of pain came over her.
Zira roared loudly, gathering the attention of the lionesses. "Where is she?" she cried out, searching. "Where's Vitani?" she roared out. The lionesses looked around, stunned.
"Is anybody missing?" growled Scar, standing beside her. Once again the lionesses looked around.
"That one," called out a lioness, "That one with no name." Zira looked quickly then roared again, starting to pace.
"This plan is a BUST!" she roared out in anger, pausing, pounding her paw on the ground. She suddenly registered in her head that her own lioness had betrayed her. "AND she betrayed us! How could she?" she was furious, and the lionesses made sure to steer clear of where her paws could strike them.
Kovu, still too young to talk, blinked rapidly in the sunlight where his mother had dropped him. He mewed, his paws outstretched, wanting his meal. But Zira was not concerned about him, she had more important things on her mind.
"Do you think Simba will attack?" she wondered out loud. Scar snickered.
"My brother is not that stupid, though he doesn't have many brains," he said, pointing to his head, "But they have the cub back. They're not going to fight." Zira scowled, sitting on her haunches.
"Then what are we going to do, to get the Pride Lands, you majesty?" Scar smiled at the word 'majesty,' and trotted off toward the den, stopping abruptly, just remembering the question.
"I have a plan. Just wait, my dear, and you will see. And feed Kovu!" he ordered, turning again and heading into the den, out of the Savannah heat.
A/N: I knnooooww its not possible for their to be a mix (what Nala said), butt just pretend. Hehehe.
The lionesses came upon her savior, Pride Rock. She ran quickly, hoping that Zira or her friends hadn't followed her. She skidded to a stop in front of the first lion or lioness she saw - Nala.
Nala's ears perked and her eyes searched for who had come so abruptly to a halt. She rose from her haunches eagerly, realizing it was, oh had she even said her name? But it was the lioness from Zira's followers, and she had brought Vitani home! "Fetaya!" she cried up toward the den, "Fetaya! Come, quick!"
"Nala, I'm not in the mood," came the muffled reply.
"Fetaya, come out! Vitani is-." At the mention of Vitani, she had hurried out from the den and skidded at the top, interrupting her.
"Vitani!" she cried, tears brimming in her eyes. She had never thought she would be loving of this cub, let alone worried about it's well being. But when she gave birth, a new sense of love and understanding had come over her, overriding the fact that it was Scar's.
She clambered down Pride Rock, taking Vitani in her teeth, then setting her down, wrapping her paws around her, licking her almost violently. She was crying, tears streaming down her fur, matching the outer countless trails.
Nala turned her attention to the lioness that had rescued Vitani from Zira's grasp. "What's your name?"
"I, uh," she said awkwardly, "I don't have one," she sighed. "They wouldn't give me one, and that's partly why I left them for Pride Rock." Nala nodded slowly.
"We will have to find Simba, get you initiated and all of that," she said, still smiling at Fetaya. "Come on," she said, nodding toward Pride Rock, leaping on a nearby ledge, "Let's go find him." She implied to leave Fetaya and her daughter alone for peace's sake. The lioness nodded, following the beautiful Queen to find him.
"Simba?" called out Nala, the sun bouncing off of her fur. Simba jumped from a nearby rock where he had been sunbathing. "Hmmm?"
"Vitani is back," she beamed, "and also we need to name and initiate this lioness."
"Name?" he asked quizzically, surveying her.
"Yes," the lioness swallowed, "My pride would not name me, no matter how hard I pleaded." Simba nodded.
"For bringing back Vitani, you showed courage, and what is most important, loyalty to this pride. For that, your name will be Tiifu. Now, the first order of business. Do you have a mate?" The young lioness shook her head.
"I'm not even to my date," she replied. Simba nodded again.
"Let's go," he said nodding toward the point of Pride Rock. Tiifu smiled, following him, feeling wanted and loved for the first time in her life.
"Oh, no," whispered Nala to herself in the dark, a wave of pain coming over her. It was time, time to see if her cub would indeed be Scar's or Simba's, or even a mix. She moaned, watching the sun, hoping the lionesses would leave soon. She nudged Simba with her paw, her breathing heavy.
He was instantly awake at the sound of her breathing. "What's the matter?" he asked, yawning.
"I'm going to have the cub," she said quietly, closing her eyes at the warning of another contraction, swallowing. She had made sure not to say his cub, in case . . .
She frowned, pushing the thoughts out of her head. Of course it was his! The Kings would surely not punish her for what she had no control over, would they? But then she looked over at Fetaya, licking the offspring of Scar, and knew the Kings had nothing to do with this
"Do you need something, anything? I could get you some meat, or some water . . . " Nala smiled at her mate, but shook her head, as another wave of pain came over her.
Zira roared loudly, gathering the attention of the lionesses. "Where is she?" she cried out, searching. "Where's Vitani?" she roared out. The lionesses looked around, stunned.
"Is anybody missing?" growled Scar, standing beside her. Once again the lionesses looked around.
"That one," called out a lioness, "That one with no name." Zira looked quickly then roared again, starting to pace.
"This plan is a BUST!" she roared out in anger, pausing, pounding her paw on the ground. She suddenly registered in her head that her own lioness had betrayed her. "AND she betrayed us! How could she?" she was furious, and the lionesses made sure to steer clear of where her paws could strike them.
Kovu, still too young to talk, blinked rapidly in the sunlight where his mother had dropped him. He mewed, his paws outstretched, wanting his meal. But Zira was not concerned about him, she had more important things on her mind.
"Do you think Simba will attack?" she wondered out loud. Scar snickered.
"My brother is not that stupid, though he doesn't have many brains," he said, pointing to his head, "But they have the cub back. They're not going to fight." Zira scowled, sitting on her haunches.
"Then what are we going to do, to get the Pride Lands, you majesty?" Scar smiled at the word 'majesty,' and trotted off toward the den, stopping abruptly, just remembering the question.
"I have a plan. Just wait, my dear, and you will see. And feed Kovu!" he ordered, turning again and heading into the den, out of the Savannah heat.
A/N: I knnooooww its not possible for their to be a mix (what Nala said), butt just pretend. Hehehe.