Notes/Disclaimer- O.o Sorry for not updating in forever! Actually, I started writing Chapter Eight a few days ago, so I have updated it, just not here. XD Well anywho, this chapter is rather unimportant to the story and the plot. I just wanted Uru to have a chapter of her own, and I couldn't think of a better way to introduce Kamusi.

Uru, Rafiki, Ahadi, Sarafina, Sarabi, and Mufasa all owned by Disney; Kamusi, Raha, and Mwako are mine. You can use their names though, because I can't copyright a word from the Swahili language! Raha means "Joy", Mwako means "Blaze", and Kamusi means "Dictionary." But his vocabulary is only as big as mine. It has expanded since this chapter.

Chapter Four: Uru's Mystery

Uru walked around, thinking about the cub that she had just taken to Pride Rock. Unexpectedly, she came across a lioness, apparently struck by lightning. Probably the cub's mother she thought as she walked around the body. She paused, looking at the lioness. The basic body shape was the same, but her color was a lighter gold, unlike the dark-toned baby her son had found. The baby also had that dark brown blaze on her forehead. Uru had only seen a stripe like that on one other lion before, but he was dead-wasn't he? She uncertainly glanced at the body, and then at a nearby baobab tree. In deep thought, she made her way to the tree.

"Kamusi? You here?" She asked. A young baboon jumped down in front of her. "Oh, Kamusi, I have to talk to...your not Kamusi," Uru observed.

Another voice chuckled up in the branches of the baobab. "No, but I am!" An older baboon made his way down the tree.

Uru gasped. "Don't...startle...me like...that!" She stuttered. The baboon only chuckled some more. "Who's that?" she inquired gesturing toward the younger baboon that had come down first.

"He's Rafiki, my apprentice. He's to take on the role of shaman when I am too old," Kamusi told her.

"Don't talk like that," Uru replied to her friend.

"How else am I supposed to talk?" the baboon said jokingly. Then in a more serious tone he added, "No one lives forever, Uru. The Circle of Life includes both life and death. Now, what brings you here today?"

Uru sighed. "Taka found a cub this morning, after the storm. The mother was struck by lightning. I came across the body recently..." She sighed again.

"Go on."

"The cub resembles her mothers in some ways-"

"That is to be expected."

"She also reminds me of another lion."

"Da father."

"She looks like Mwako. I thought he was dead."

"Bring the cub to me," Kamusi said.

"She's at Pride Rock."

"You have plenty of time."

Uru ran away from the baobab and came back a few minutes later, holding the baby. Kamusi, in the meantime, had grabbed a turtle shell full of feathers and fur.

"What's that?" Uru asked about the shell.

"Fragments of Mwako's mane, and other things with his scent on it."

"Where'd you get that?"

"Hehe. I'm not 'sposed to tell you." Kamusi picked up the cub to examine her. "She's a cutie," he said. The baby tried to bite his hand when he said this, but he moved it away just in time. The baboon compared the cub and the stuff in the shell for some time before putting the cub down.

"Well?" Uru inquired.

"There's no way to be sure..."

"But..."

Kamusi sighed. "There's a very high chance Mwako is her father."

With this news, Uru looked at the cub, then out at the horizon. If that was true, the cub could very well be what was left of her old pride.

Picking the cub up, the queen walked back to the cave. The sun was going down fast. Ahadi, Mufasa, Raha, Sarafina, and Sarabi were already asleep. When she set the cub down, she walked to Taka's teddy bears. Uru smiled. Then, thinking deeply, she walked over next to Ahadi and fell asleep.

More Notes- Mwako is a character in my prequel to this story (I'm writing a prequel and a sequel), and he had a close relationship with Uru. Is he dead? I have the whole plot of all three stories figured out, and I've let that one little mystery up to the reader.