CandyLuv99; Jicho and Lucius are assholes. But of course Kion is helpful, why wouldn't he help his sister-in-law?
RyanSquad; Don't worry. Kion will return soon enough.
The sun had started to rise, the animals lifted their heads. The sound of a lion's roar caused the diurnal animals to start their journey through the lush green grass of the Pridelands as the nocturnal animals disappeared into their homes.
Birds of different colours took to the sapphire sky. As the rest journeyed by groups or herds.
At the peak of priderock stood Simba, his golden fur glowed in the sunlight as his red mane tossed gently in the morning breeze. Besides him stood Hunter. His black mane blew in in the wind.
A pair of water buffaloes parted and Rafiki passed through. He climbed up to the peak where him and the king embraced. Then the two lions lead the mandrill to a cave entrance where Kiara laid, on each side was Nadra and Stara looking on with proud smiles.
It's been months since the death anniversary of Simba's firstborn son. Since then Simba and Kiara became mates and Kiara was crowned queen of the Pridelands.
In the new queen's paws were two newborn cubs. The oldest was a light gold. The second was a red-brown.
The mandrill smiled before waving his staff over the princes before cracking a groud on his staff open. He used the insides and marked the princes before sprinkling dust on their heads.
With a nod from the king the Rafiki picked up the princes and walked to the peak, where he thrusted the princes in the air. The animals cheered, the zebras and other herd animals stomped the ground. The elephants trumpeted, before they all bowed when the sun began to shine on the princes.
After the ceremony, Queen Kiara laid on the royal platform as the pride and her family congratulate her. Besides her was Nadra and Stara. Besides Stara was Kiara's creamy uncle, Hunter.
Hunter smiled lovingly at their nephews as a tawny cub and a older pale beige cub sat in front of Kiara's paws with interest in their youthful eyes.
"They are so small,"
Kiara laughed lightly before giving her nine month daughter a nuzzle. "So were you and Severus at one point, Sarabi."
Hunter rubbed his head against his great-neice before moving his dark brown eyes on to the new mother. "What are their names?"
Kiara shared a look with Simba before she turned her green eyes to everyone waiting for a response. "The future king is Kopa after Simba's firstborn and the second born is Jesús after my grandfather."
Nadra scrunched up her nose. "Aren't you worried about another Scar repeat?"
Simba was in a trance, adoring his beautiful mate and wonderful sons when his aunt's question hit him. He suddenly remembered something his mother said after he returned and defeated his uncle. "Scar was the way he was because of my great-grandfather playing favourites. Things will be different..." the golden king looked at his sons and silently thought,
I hope..
...
Damu was confused. Did his father just asked him to seduce one of Queen Kiara's friends?
Samira, to be exact. It wasn't like Samira was revolting, quite the opposite. Samira and him since he began to stay in the Pridelands under the impression that he was Lela, one of his aunt's followers son, were friends.
To say the least, Samira never knew that he was the one that lead Kiara to her almost death and is part of the reason why Simba's mother is dead.
Do he regret his actions that day? Because he was a cub just following orders? Absolutely not. Scar was his grandfather, it's in his blood to avenge him. No matter the cost.
The dark brown lion lifted his head and frowned at the raise of voices.
Damu groaned already knowing what the argument was about. It's been the same argument for the past four weeks since Zira and Nala came up with the idea of 'Attack Within'.
Jicho isn't too pleased about waiting for another two years for Damu's cubs to be born and kill Simba and Kiara.
With a annoyed growl, Damu ran off towards the meeting area. In the past month, he has been slowly courting Samira.
The tannish lioness was head over heels for him. Which is making the plan more successful.
A pair of yellow eyes gleamed when they caught sight of the young stocky dark brown, black maned lion.
"Damu!" Samira cried in excitement before running over and buring her head in Damu's mane.
"Have you thought about my proposal?"
Samira wasn't sure about the idea of running off with a male least of all the grandson of the most hated lion in Pridelands history. Damu told her the truth a little after they started seeing one one another. Even though it was partly the truth.
But Samira didn't care, she loved him and he loved her. "Yes. And I'll run away with you."
Damu grinned, this plan was working out nicely. Soon they will have Simba and Kiara's heads.
Unfortunately, no one expected love to come into the mix.