The afternoon sun was high in the African sky. Shining brightly across the now peaceful Pride Lands. It's been a few weeks since the Jesús and Western incident.
Prince Kopa went back to the Never Lands for Tiifu as promised. Where the next day after her arrival, they became mates. Now the two sat on top of Pride Rock. Kopa with a glum look as Tiifu laid her head on her mate's shoulder.
A clearing of the throat made the two turn their attention to behind them. Where at the slope of the summit stood Simba, Tiifu nuzzled her mate before leaving. Not before bowing to her father-in-law.
Simba smiled. "Thank you, dear." then he walked over to his son and sat. "You'll be a wise King."
Kopa looks from the sun bathing kingdom to his father. "There will never be a wiser king than you. Or a better father." He pauses to look back at the kingdom. "I have much to learn. I know that now. But some day, perhaps, I will make you proud."
Simba shook his head before nuzzling his son. "You've already made me proud."
Simba leaves, Kopa consoled by his words.
At the bottom of Pride Rock Tiifu had ran into her mother-in-law. The creamy lioness bowed.
"My Queen. I am so sorry for your loss."
Kiara smiled at her daughter-in-law appreciatively. "Thank you, Tiifu." She looks to the kingdom bathing in a golden light. "How is he?"
"He mourns for his brother."
Kiara turned to sees Jessica who was looking at the top of Pride Rock with a trace of regret and longing on her face as she looks at Kopa with new feelings.
The golden lioness turned back to Tiifu. "He will need his friends and mate now more than ever."
"I will always be at his side."
Kiara understands and embraced Tiifu gratefully.
~O~
Pain. That's what he feels, all over his damn body. He's soak and wet, so he couldn't be dead. Unless the stars was a hell of a after life...unless he's in the other place. He blinks his eyes open to see a creamy lioness lying nearby. One of her amber eyes opened as a creepy but evil smile formed on her muzzle.
"You're finally awake."
His head is most likely busted or he could of sworn the lioness before him looked familiar.
"Jesús...right?"
How did she know his name? Is this some kind of joke?
"My father wants to speak with you."
With those words said, the lioness got up and walked away. He admits, she's pretty but not his type. Soon the lioness came back with a dull brown lion with a black mane and a scar going across his left eye.
"Ah the cast out prince. We finally meet."
He swallowed whatever saliva he had left in his throat. "Who are you?"
The dull brown lion smiled widely showing his pearly whites. "Why young Jesús, I'm your uncle. Your father's oldest brother."
Jesús quickly looked away. "My father is dead."
"Not Jicho."
Jesús' dark brown eyes widen before he looked at the dull brown lion with a sneer. "He is not my father nor is his bastard of a son is my brother!"
The dull brown lion chuckled darkly. "Well then...you will love this offer I have."
Jesús' eyes turned dark making them an emotionless black. "I'm listening."