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A deep sigh left her yellow muzzle before she moved her orange eyes towards the light beige cub by her colorless paws. With a intake of breath, she grabbed her son and headed across the boundary, into her cubhood home.
As well as the goldish coated lioness made way to the kopje, the animals of the Pridelands where journeying to Priderock as well. As the goldish lioness got closer she seen a familiar mandrill standing at the tip of priderock's promontory.
As soon as the goldish lioness reached the top of the slope she was instantly pulled into a embrace by a familiar pale brown lioness.
"Thank goodness, you're here Stara!"
Stara grunted before placing her son down and returned her sights on the older female. "Good to see you too, Kula."
Kula smiled and went to say something when a new voice greeted the pair.
"Kula. Did you find-"
Stara and Kula looked to the cave entrance to see Simba standing there with wide orange eyes.
"Stara? Is that you?"
Stara nodded and gave a small smile. "Yeah...it's me."
A few others exit to the small cave close to the slope where they sat in a semi-circle. Two lionesses sat off to the side with a scowl on their faces.
"Did I come at a bad time?" Stara asked looking from the two glaring lionesses she knew as Tama and Thalia.
A light beige lioness walked over with mixed emotions in her dark brown eyes. "I'll watch your cub, dear. You're gonna be a while with some of those fools."
Stara was confused and worried about what she returned to before she shook her head and joined Kula's side who was sitting across from Tama and Thalia.
After the light beige lioness entered the cave, Simba focused on the gathered in front of him. With a deep breath, he stated his mind.
"I understand the situation. But you must understand my reasoning."
Tama glared at her old, cubhood friend. Not caring about the fact that he's the king. "You want to give your blood son's birthright away to a cub you adopted. Who does that?"
Stara frowned before turning her eyes to the older lion but everyone's eyes went to the slope when they heard a irritated growl.
"Is that why the animals are here?!" Nala spat. "You're presenting that orphan? What about Kion? You know, your actual blood." the tawny lioness looked around before snarling with narrowed green eyes. "Where is my son?"
Stara sat and watched the king winced before glaring back.
"Kion is my son as well. And he's perfectly safe. Timon and Pumbaa are-"
"You really didn't leave Kion in the care of the most incapable animals in Africa? How foolish can you really be?"
Simba narrowed his eyes with a small growl. "Nadra, my aunt is in there as well. But Timon and Pumbaa are more than capable of looking after Kion."
Nala rolled her eyes before scoffing. "Right. Because they did such a remarkable job with you."
That's it. Stara wasn't listening to these insults anymore. "That's enough!" the goldish lioness roared. Getting everyone's attention on her.
Nala laughed before shaking her head. "Well, if it isn't little Princess Stara. What? Did you get get lost?"
Stara ignored her old friend with a snarl. "Not the time, Nala." then she turned her eyes to Simba. "Are you really giving the throne to a cub you just adopted?"
Simba nodded. "Yes. But for good reason. That I will tell you after the presentation. Please?"
Stara frowned before slowly nodding. Nala roared in disgrace causing everyone to stare at her.
"I will not be apart of this!"
Simba frowned before pinning his ears. "But Nala...I need you to be there with me."
"Hmph." Nala sneered before entering the small cave with Tama and Thalia following.
Stara shook her head before looking at the golden lion. "I'll do it."
Simba smiled before standing and embracing Anna. Simba stepped back as a whitish-beige coated lioness stepped up carrying the future queen.
Stara took the light gold bundle and walked up the promontory towards Rafiki.
"Ubukhosi bo khokho. We ndodana ye sizwe sonke." Rafiki chanted as he called out to the animals still apporching.
In the clouds, a smiling image of the departed King Mufasa appears. Rafiki was blown by the winds before he gestures to all the gathered animals below, who bowed down to the image of their fallen king.
A adult giraffe that Stara rembers growing up with, Shingo looks up from bowing as a blue hornbill the goldish lioness also remembers as Zazu flies in towards Priderock and bows.
As King Simba and Princess Stara apporched, Rafiki smiles at the two before taking Kiara from Stara's muzzle and holds the newest princess up before the assembled crowd.
The animals all cheered, Simba and Stara were blown by the winds of the approving figure of Mufasa. Kiara struggles playfully in the Royal Mjuzi's grip. After much cheering from the crowd, Rafiki lowers Kiara where she was nuzzled by Simba and Stara.
Standing nearby was Simba's former guardians while he was away in false exile, Timon and Pumbaa. The two were away back at their oasis during the duration of the past months. Only returning to see that their adopted son has two new cubs, one about to be presented.
In the mess of things containing the presentation, no one got to tell the two about the new heir.
"Ah, Pumbaa-look at the little guy. A chip off the old block! And you gotta know who's gonna raise 'im..." exclaimed the light brown meerkat from a top of the red warthog's head.
"His parents?" the warthog simply answered.
Timon rolled his hazel eyes. "Okay sure, get technical. But who's gonna teach him the really important stuff? Like how to belch?" as on cue the meerkat burped. "And dig for grubs?" Timon hops down from Pumbaa's head. "I'm telling ya, buddy... it's gonna be like old times. You, me... and the little guy."
The duo wasn't aware that everyone, even Simba was looking at the two in amusement until Rafiki got their attention, chuckling while still holding on to the gummy smiling Kiara.
"It's a girl." Rafiki finally said.
"...Girl."
Then Timon and Pumbaa's eyes widened as they stared at one another in horror. "Girl?! ...Oy!"
The two collapsed comically earning smiles from a few. Before Simba sighed and headed towards the cave with Rafiki and Stara following.
Time to face the music.
...
A blue and black beatle lands on the cracked ground of the Outlands; with a small growl a small brownish cub pounced.
"Rrrah!"
The brownish cub opened his tannish paws to reveal the insect, buzzing; he smiles and opens his paws, releasing it to fly away.
"Taka!" Zira who was supervising growled. She snatched the fluttering insect from the air and smashed it to the ground. Before striking him across his side. "Don't let it go! What's the matter with you?"
The small cub tucked his paws under him and looked up with teary eyes, more from the pain. He could never show that he's hurting, it's a sign of weakness. "B-but it wasn't hurting anyone.."
The angry pale tan lioness growled, baring her teeth. Taka flattened his ears as his mother circled him. "There is no room for weakness here, my son. Remember... your grandfather named you and your brother his heirs. It's up to the both of you to redeem him. " Zira had moved close and pulled the shaken cub against her. Even though he heard it a million times he still seem doubtful.
"But he wasn't my father. "
The pale tan lioness shook her head. "No... but he was your grandfather and chose you and Kovu to become the next Kings. When you both rule, we shall no longer be forced to live in these dry, barren, disgusting, pathetic, termite-infested Outlands!" she swatt at the ground, railing against fate.
Taka looks down, in quiet agreement.
"Mother! Mother! Mother!"
The pale tan lioness groaned before looking to the source to see a young rich brown lion with a small black mane and a light tan cub run over. They were speaking over one another, trying to get the first word in.
The rich brown lion sat with his head raise. "We were there- in the Pride Lands. We saw the whole thing!"
After catching her breath the light tan cub added her half. "At Pride Rock. We saw everything!"
Then they both reported to their mother. "We saw the cub Simba adopted!"
The pale tan lioness' eyes widened before she turned her attention on her daughter. "What? Vitani- what did you see?"
Vitani raised her head and reported what she seen. "Simba made the new cub that he adopted which is a girl the new heir!"
The pale tan lioness laughed. "Scar, my beloved... did you hear that? This couldn't be more perfect."
The rich brown lion looked at his younger sibling. "Who's she talking to?"
Vitani rolled her purple eyes she inherited from her great-grandfather's side. "Shhh Nuka. She's talking to grandpa."
Nuka gasps before looking around. "Where? Where?"
A new voice caused Vitani and Nuka to look towards a rich brown lioness, her dark purple eyes full of annoyance as she joined her young niece and nephews. "Scar is dead."
Zira lioness snapped out of her state of mind and growled. "Yes! Because of Simba... if not for him, Scar would still be King. And I, Zira- his loving, devoted daughter!"
The rich brown lioness, Eshe rolled her eyes. She was Scar's daughter as well. Born when the cubs of her uncle's reign became teens.
Eshe knows when the her eldest half-sister went in her rants someone gets hurt. The youngest daughter of Scar shared a look before the rich brown lioness sighed. She walked over to the older lioness fully aware of Zira's temper.
"Zira. I think we should go for a hunt. You been training Taka all morning."
Zira sneered, but knew that she was right. "Fine." she then turned her amber eyes to her oldest son. "Nuka, watch your brothers and sister!"
Nuka nodded and watched as his mother walk away with his aunt following.