Part 2 – How they all met
So many years ago, and yet so little had changed since. It was – like very often before and after– a day with warm sunshine on the savannah. Such a day, where nobody feels like doing anything. Below a tree near the Pride Rock, from where the lions ruled, lay two young male lions. Their manes had not finished growing, making them look somewhat untidy. One looked strong – his beginning mane was a light brown-reddish tone, and his soft pelt was golden. The calm eyes were brown. The other was very different; he was thinner, although not starving. His mane was almost black, and his pelt was more brown than golden. His eyes were green, and across the left eye, he had a scar. Nobody would guess these were brothers. The golden one looked up, when he saw a grown female come towards them.
"Mufasa… and Scar… your father wishes to speak with you. It sounded important." The lioness said to the boys.
"Do we have to, Teki? Can't you just tell him, that you couldn't find us." Mufasa, the bright colored of them, asked. He felt it was too warm today to move.
"It won't do, he can see you here. Coming?" Teki began to leave, and soon the lions followed her.
"Why do I have to come? He usually never asks for us both…" Scar, the darker brother, asked with a somewhat annoyed tone.
"I really have no idea – it must be really serious." Mufasa replied, while they climbed the rocks. Up here, king Ahadi and his queen Uru waited for them. Several other lionesses from the pride were also present. A cheetah stood near Ahadi too, he was the kings messenger.
"Good you came… Coopah here tells me, that we'll have guests soon. It appears, that my brother, Aloku, is on his way here; with his mates and cubs. So I want you to stay close." The king explained to his sons.
"Why are they coming here? Do we have enough food for two prides?" Scar asked.
"He's my brother! We'll manage. I haven't heard from him since he left – and now he's got his own, roaming, pride." Ahadi said with a deep voice, letting Scar know not to ask more questions.
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After the short briefing, Scar left the others to find a place to be alone. He was a bit annoyed with the guests – wasn't he enough disliked already, without reason? Did he need more family to ignore him? The only one to speak nicely to him, was his brother, the future king… something Scar would never be. Mufasa was so good and kind, and it had annoyed Scar since they were cubs. He laid down with a bump in the shadow, on the backside of Pride Rock. This was his place. But he didn't have much time alone.
"Scar! They're coming!" Mufasa came running to tell him, and slowly Scar stood up again. With Mufasa going first, they went to the front again. A pride of lions came walking towards the place. One large lion, who for sure was related to Ahadi, and several lionesses. Three seemed to be adults, and there were two younger females too. Then there were a number of cubs. All from Ahadis pride had come to greet the other pride. When it closed in on Pride Rock, the king decided to go down and speak with them. He gave a nod to his queen and sons to follow.
"Aloku… welcome back." Ahadi said to his brother – who seemed strong, but still not as great as Ahadi. Aloku had a brighter mane than his brother, probably from spending more time in the sun. His pelt was a light brown though, and Scar noticed something special. Green eyes… like himself.
"Thanks… I see things are going well – except for two firstborn males." Aloku looked at the two younger brothers, who appeared to be somewhat the same age.
"Mufasa will be the king…" Ahadi waved his head to the son that looked most like him. "What of your pride?" he then asked.
"Only young sons – these two are my eldest daughters. Sarabi and Sarafina. Who is your other son?" Aloku sent a strange smile to Scar, who was a bit interested about this roaming lion.
"His name is Scar… he's not really anything." The king said, and Scar looked down. Why had he even bothered to show up, only to be humiliated by his own father? Mufasa ripped him out of the thoughts, poked him in the side.
"See the girls… they're very pretty." He whispered to his brother.
"They're alright…" Scar sent a hidden glance to the girls, and thought he agreed with Mufasa. They were really pretty, both Sarabi and Sarafina. Sarabi seemed to be the oldest, and the one that looked at them. She caught his eyes, and Scar was curious. She actually looked really fine.