Chapter 2 – Circle of life
Kilari sat in in the cave of Pride Rock staring maliciously at his older brother, Mufasa. They were both but cubs. Kilari had a small mini-mane that was black and thick. Mufasa sat nearbye, a little bigger of a cub.
But I'm the brains, He thought sourly.
"Wanna play, Kilari, come on, roar!"
"No thanks, I am afraid I have better things to do. Believe it or not, I have better cubs to hang out with… smarter ones. Dimwit."
"Dimwho? Who's smart?"
"I AM! Smart that is… you're the dimwit-"
"Ah, my cubs. How are you both, my children? Mufasa, I need to speak with you," Ockali haunched over to his sons, "Kilari perhaps should stay within Pride Rock, unless you go with an adult." Kilari skulked off.
Mufasa followed Ockali to the grasslands. They stood looking on to the grasslands through the sunrise. It was midmorning and Mufasa was about 3 – years – old, which is 8 in lion years.
"Have you ever heard of the Circle of Life? It is the lesson all Princes must learn, along with leadership, confidence, persistence, fighting… Where was I – oh yes – the Circle of Life."
"What is it, dad?"
"It is the cycle by which our life goes, all our lives. We all must help each other, even predators helping prey. Once we die more are born, we are all connected, everything must happen for a reason. All of us are in a neverending circle of destiny, fate, and life."
"I'm not sure that I understand."
"You will one day… with patience, Mufasa, another thing Princes need. Ah, Sarabi, where are you going."
"Morning, sir. Mufasa." She gritted her teeth. She and Mufasa had been betrothed since they were born but neither of them liked each other.
"Whatever, go away," Mufasa retorted, "WE were TALKING… Don't you have some elephant graveyard to hang out in."
"Mufasa, how do you know about that place? You aren't supposed to-"
"I didn't go there… Kilari told me. I don't know how he knew… he just did… please Dad it isn't my fault. Okay I went a little nearby."
"Let's go find Kilari. I want a word with him."