A/N: Rafiki's dialog is not spelled together or even words put together,
but just read through it out loud and you will understand. They way I wrote
it was for his accent to come through. Thanks.
CHAPTER RATED: PG - 13 For language and suggestive themes.
Chapter 2: Rafiki's Plan
"I thought I'd inform you, Rafiki," Sarabi said, at the bottom of the tree, looking up at the history keeper of Pride Rock, "that Nala has left with Kali, to find a new life away from the tyranny of Scar."
Rafiki's eyes did not waver with the news. "Dat Nala, she has always been independ ant, even as a cub. She will be a Queen."
"I hoped so," Sarabi replied. "Kali and her would make an ideal Pride." The old baboon smiled and nodded, taking a large chunk of fruit in his mouth and chewing loudly. Sarabi cleared her throat. "Well, I better get going, I will soon be noticed missing." Rafiki nodded once again and the ex-queen was off.
Nala jumped on top of Kali, grinning, pinning him down. "We made it!" she squealed when they landed on the ground. Kali licked her cheek, smiling too.
Nala stopped smiling, suddenly looking confused. "Now what?" Kali was now, too, confused. "I mean," she replied to his face, "What do we do now that were away? How do we start a pride?"
"Wellll," thought Kali. He had never actually thought of what they would do after Nala escaped the clutches of Scar. "We get lionesses, build a following, find some nice land with herds, and settle down." It sounded so easy, but Nala knew it would be complicated.
"I suppose, we better start looking for land," Nala said, taking a step.
"Or we could take over a kingdom! Of course, we'd have to check it out for a couple of months, you would have to be a "lioness" there, figure out his weak points. Then I will formally challenge him, and beat him, then I will be King, and you my dear Nala, will be Queen." She smiled at the thought of being queen, and it brought her joy, but also sadness. Because every time she thought of being queen, she thought of Simba and Pride Rock.
"Your thinking about him again, aren't you?" he asked..
She sighed, sitting down. "Yes, but, I. . . I don't know," she said, sighing again. Kali wrinkled his nose.
"Do you love him?"
Nala's head spun over to him. "What did you say?"
"I said, 'Do you love him?'"
"I love him, as a friend, but not like that. I might have once," he eyes shifted to the ground, "But not anymore." Kali smiled, rubbing against her.
"It's time to get to work."
The lone shaman climbed quickly down his home onto the dry, dead savanah grass. He had smelt something in the winds, something that had begged him to go north. He had no clue who or what it was, but he was sure it was important. The great Kings of the past would not take him away from his much need position as consoltant and counsoler unless it was important.
Rafiki's plan was to just follow it. Follow where the scent was coming from.
He used his walking stick for support as he jogged across the land that had brought so much hatred and sadness. He stopped for a moment, a noise catching his attention.
Suddenly Nyota, a lioness from the pride, jumped in front of him, startling him. "Nyota, darlin' what are you doin' out herea?"
"I was coming for you. One of the lionesses is going into labor, and- "
The old baboon held his hand in front of her. "I have a task, much larger then life itself accordin' to da Kings," he said, pointing to the sky, "Get Sarabi, she's helped in many, many cub births. She can do it, I know." Nyota nodded, heading back toward Pride Rock.
Rafiki started out again, searching for whatever it may be that waited for him at the other end.
Nala stood quietly as a lion leading three lionesses halted in front of her, angrily. The King's face softened, looking at her, "What are you doing here?"
"I am from the pride, named Pride Rock. It has crumbled to little more then dirt, but I was under the rule of the tyrant King Scar, until I ran away at the wish of my mother to find a different pride to live my life."
"Do you have a mate?" he questioned, eyeballing her. Nala and Kali had already decided she would tell them about him.
"Yes, his name's Kali," she said, "But I know not where he is right now. He is supposed to follow my trail, to join the pride." The King scowled, but he would get this lioness for his den, for his pleasure.
"Come on, then," he said roughly, rudly. Nala and Kali had known for a fact that he also, too, was a tyrant, the lionesses of the pride would surely cheer for Kali. 'Not to mention,' thought Nala, 'He's old and scrawny.' She then thought of Kali - sleek and muscular, ready to dominate. Scar, how she hated him so much.
Flashback
Nala started to run out of the den when she realized what was going on, why all these young lionesses were here, in a line. She had been placed first in it, and was so naive that she had no idea what was going on.
Scar stood in front of her path, smiling, watching her try to run around. She tried to pass him, but he simply stood in front of her. She bared her teeth, running sideways to get past him. This time he tried to mount her, she remembered her roar, the kick of her back paws, sending him tumbling into the rock wall. He quickly got up and went back to her, pinning her.
She smiled and then flipped him over as then she was pinning him. She roared in his face. "My date has not come. It is it against the law." Her eyes were in angry slits. "I'm taking ALL of the lionesses that are to young for, for," she spat, "for this!"
She called out all of the younger lionesses, knowing the others were to there date and there was no law to call them out of it. "Come on," she motioned to the young ones she had called, some even older then her though, "Let's go."
Scar stared daggers as she left, knowing she was the one he most wanted, most desired...
End Of Flashback
Nala grimmiced at the reminder, but then nodded to the King and followed him into the den where the pride slept, so similar to the Pride Lands in the time of Mufasa's reign. She sighed, not liking the way this King was looking at her. She frowned at him disgustingly when he smiled at her, in a I-want-you look.
She looked out toward the open savannah, and for an instant thought she saw Kali in the grasses.
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CHAPTER RATED: PG - 13 For language and suggestive themes.
Chapter 2: Rafiki's Plan
"I thought I'd inform you, Rafiki," Sarabi said, at the bottom of the tree, looking up at the history keeper of Pride Rock, "that Nala has left with Kali, to find a new life away from the tyranny of Scar."
Rafiki's eyes did not waver with the news. "Dat Nala, she has always been independ ant, even as a cub. She will be a Queen."
"I hoped so," Sarabi replied. "Kali and her would make an ideal Pride." The old baboon smiled and nodded, taking a large chunk of fruit in his mouth and chewing loudly. Sarabi cleared her throat. "Well, I better get going, I will soon be noticed missing." Rafiki nodded once again and the ex-queen was off.
Nala jumped on top of Kali, grinning, pinning him down. "We made it!" she squealed when they landed on the ground. Kali licked her cheek, smiling too.
Nala stopped smiling, suddenly looking confused. "Now what?" Kali was now, too, confused. "I mean," she replied to his face, "What do we do now that were away? How do we start a pride?"
"Wellll," thought Kali. He had never actually thought of what they would do after Nala escaped the clutches of Scar. "We get lionesses, build a following, find some nice land with herds, and settle down." It sounded so easy, but Nala knew it would be complicated.
"I suppose, we better start looking for land," Nala said, taking a step.
"Or we could take over a kingdom! Of course, we'd have to check it out for a couple of months, you would have to be a "lioness" there, figure out his weak points. Then I will formally challenge him, and beat him, then I will be King, and you my dear Nala, will be Queen." She smiled at the thought of being queen, and it brought her joy, but also sadness. Because every time she thought of being queen, she thought of Simba and Pride Rock.
"Your thinking about him again, aren't you?" he asked..
She sighed, sitting down. "Yes, but, I. . . I don't know," she said, sighing again. Kali wrinkled his nose.
"Do you love him?"
Nala's head spun over to him. "What did you say?"
"I said, 'Do you love him?'"
"I love him, as a friend, but not like that. I might have once," he eyes shifted to the ground, "But not anymore." Kali smiled, rubbing against her.
"It's time to get to work."
The lone shaman climbed quickly down his home onto the dry, dead savanah grass. He had smelt something in the winds, something that had begged him to go north. He had no clue who or what it was, but he was sure it was important. The great Kings of the past would not take him away from his much need position as consoltant and counsoler unless it was important.
Rafiki's plan was to just follow it. Follow where the scent was coming from.
He used his walking stick for support as he jogged across the land that had brought so much hatred and sadness. He stopped for a moment, a noise catching his attention.
Suddenly Nyota, a lioness from the pride, jumped in front of him, startling him. "Nyota, darlin' what are you doin' out herea?"
"I was coming for you. One of the lionesses is going into labor, and- "
The old baboon held his hand in front of her. "I have a task, much larger then life itself accordin' to da Kings," he said, pointing to the sky, "Get Sarabi, she's helped in many, many cub births. She can do it, I know." Nyota nodded, heading back toward Pride Rock.
Rafiki started out again, searching for whatever it may be that waited for him at the other end.
Nala stood quietly as a lion leading three lionesses halted in front of her, angrily. The King's face softened, looking at her, "What are you doing here?"
"I am from the pride, named Pride Rock. It has crumbled to little more then dirt, but I was under the rule of the tyrant King Scar, until I ran away at the wish of my mother to find a different pride to live my life."
"Do you have a mate?" he questioned, eyeballing her. Nala and Kali had already decided she would tell them about him.
"Yes, his name's Kali," she said, "But I know not where he is right now. He is supposed to follow my trail, to join the pride." The King scowled, but he would get this lioness for his den, for his pleasure.
"Come on, then," he said roughly, rudly. Nala and Kali had known for a fact that he also, too, was a tyrant, the lionesses of the pride would surely cheer for Kali. 'Not to mention,' thought Nala, 'He's old and scrawny.' She then thought of Kali - sleek and muscular, ready to dominate. Scar, how she hated him so much.
Flashback
Nala started to run out of the den when she realized what was going on, why all these young lionesses were here, in a line. She had been placed first in it, and was so naive that she had no idea what was going on.
Scar stood in front of her path, smiling, watching her try to run around. She tried to pass him, but he simply stood in front of her. She bared her teeth, running sideways to get past him. This time he tried to mount her, she remembered her roar, the kick of her back paws, sending him tumbling into the rock wall. He quickly got up and went back to her, pinning her.
She smiled and then flipped him over as then she was pinning him. She roared in his face. "My date has not come. It is it against the law." Her eyes were in angry slits. "I'm taking ALL of the lionesses that are to young for, for," she spat, "for this!"
She called out all of the younger lionesses, knowing the others were to there date and there was no law to call them out of it. "Come on," she motioned to the young ones she had called, some even older then her though, "Let's go."
Scar stared daggers as she left, knowing she was the one he most wanted, most desired...
End Of Flashback
Nala grimmiced at the reminder, but then nodded to the King and followed him into the den where the pride slept, so similar to the Pride Lands in the time of Mufasa's reign. She sighed, not liking the way this King was looking at her. She frowned at him disgustingly when he smiled at her, in a I-want-you look.
She looked out toward the open savannah, and for an instant thought she saw Kali in the grasses.
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