Title: Kiara
Author: Queen Serenity
Fandom: The Lion King
Chapter: Three
Kiara sat there in shock at her realization. …I'm in the movie!
Once she'd realized this, she'd just sat there, several minutes, just to think. She was still thinking as all of the animals dispersed to go their separate ways.
She was in the movie, and right at this moment she had absolutely no idea how to get out. She was not only a lion, but was just a cub, so she really didn't have any way to fend for herself. There were only two options for her, really. She could either 1: go ahead and try to fend for herself, hunting down small rodent-type prey and such until she either grew up or figured a way out to get back home, hoping some larger predator, or a gang of hyenas, didn't eat her, or she could take her second option.
She decided to go for the second option.
Slowly, she made her way up Pride Rock towards the main Lions' den, where she knew that Mufasa and Sarabi would be with the newborn cub.
Once she'd gotten up the, she crept up to the entrance, only to be met with the imposing form of Mufasa. He looked down on her, sternly but gut gently. She was just a small cub, after all.
"What can I do for you, young cub?"
She looked down, not meeting his eyes. "Lord Mufasa, my name is Kiara. I have come to ask a favor of you. I have come from far away. Until recently, I was part of a small pride that was, like I said, far from here. However, our leader was bitten by a snake, and became ill. He ended up getting better, but was still weak from the venom. A larger pack of predators which I did not recognize was apparently going through the area, and they attacked my pride, Lord Mufasa. Only I survived because my mother hid me. I knew that I could not survive on my own, and my mother had told me of a pride commanded by a noble lion, Mufasa. Remembering this, I started traveling to where I knew the Pride Lands were. That was a week ago. I am very tired, Lord Mufasa, and the favor I ask of you is this: Please, would you allow me to live with your pride? I have nowhere else to go, and will do my best to contribute once I am of age."
Mufasa sat there, his tawny tail flicking, listening to her story. His eyes had actually teared up slightly, but he kept himself composed, and finally spoke after thinking for what seemed to Kiara a very long moment. "Yes, young Kiara, you may stay with my pride. After all, I could not leave such a sweet-looking little lioness like yourself all alone. In fact, I have just the job for you: As you know, my son and heir, Simba, has just been born. He will need a playmate, growing up, and a guardian, also. You are slightly older than him, but not so much so that he'll think of you as an adult… you'll be perfect for the job. In exchange for being here, all I ask is that you watch over my son and be his friend."
Kiara smiled and nodded. "Of course, Sire." She moved to go into the cave, but Mufasa stopped her. "Right now, my mate and Simba are both asleep, and I'm sure you have no wish to disturb them." He thought for a moment. "I can't just drop you off with the rest of the Pride; you haven't been properly introduced yet, and it just wouldn't be right…I'll tell you what. I'm going now to talk with my brother about something. Why don't you come with me? He can be the first one of the Pride for you to meet."
Kiara gawked slightly. His brother… he must mean Scar! She nodded, and followed Mufasa, happy with her situation and how she'd handled it so maturely.
