The young goldish lioness returned to the area where Mufasa was with a creamy lioness following. When the creamy lioness' bluish grey eyes landed on the wounded lion, she ran over and started to tend to his injuries.
By time the Freya was done Gabriel walked over dragging a giraffe by one of it's horn.
"You're very lucky to be alive." Freya said after applying the medicine to the golden lion's wounds.
Mufasa sighed before lying his head on his paws. "I have someone to live for...even if I can't see them again."
Gabriel walked over to the golden lion and sat. "Well that's not true."
Mufasa lifted his head and looked at the pale white lion with questioning eyes.
"Scar has gone way down the deep side. And the only one that can stop him is...the young prince."
Malka walked over with Jethro and Desta.
"Simba?" the orange cub asked.
Gabriel nodded. "He's the only one. He knows what has to be done."
Mufasa sighed deeply before looking at the pale white lion. "So what do we do?"
Gabriel looked at the setting sun and replied. "In a few months we will go in and get him. At that time the prince will be doubtful."
Mufasa nodded before looking at the direction of the Pride Lands and sighed.
~O~
It's been a few weeks since Scar exiled all the males and Kiara lost her best friend and sister. All Nala do is hang around with the king and Tamaa. On some occasions Kovu and his friends.
As for Simba he spends his time learning to be a tyrant. It was early afternoon when Kiara sat at the water hole looking in at her half reflection.
"Hey,"
The golden cub looked up and seen the light beige cub.
"Hey Sabra."
The light beige cub walked over and sat by the golden cub. "I miss him."
Kiara looked at her new friend. "Desta?"
Sabra nodded. "I had been crushing on him for a while. Now I won't get to tell him."
Kiara felt terrible for the light beige cub. So she pulled Sabra into a hug.
~O~
As the weeks went by Scar started to change very badly. He struck his mate and son often leaving minor cuts and bruises. As well as let the hyenas do what they want. The days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months. The cubs of the Pride Lands and the oasis turned into teens.
Simba left his lesson from his father and headed over to the water hole to quench his thirst. Simba lifted his head and smiled at the sight of the golden teen lioness.
"Kiara,"
Kiara looked and frowned. "Now you got time to talk."
Simba went to say something but Kiara had already gotten her drink and was now headed towards Pride Rock. Simba sighed before going his own way.