Chapter 2 - Busara's Dream
"Kiara, Kiara, Kiara…who ever heard of a FEMALE ruler?" Nuka, the eldest son of Zira, mumbled in disgust at the thought of Kiara, as he stomped over the barren Outlands that were infested with termites one hot afternoon. Ever since his mother returned home yesterday to bare the news of Kiara, who will be the next ruler of the Pridelanders AND the one to bring Zira's pride back to power.
But in all his frustration, he smiled evilly when he saw his younger sister, Vitani, pathetically trying to conquer a tree root nearly as big as her.
"Hey, 'Tani! Lemme ask ya somethin': do you think lionesses deserve to rule, or actual PRIDEFUL lions like me?" Nuka questioned slyly, but Vitani only growled and went back to pulling on the root with her jaws. So, just to spite her and blow off some steam, Nuka pulled out a claw and swiftly cut the root in half, sending Vitani tumbling back a yard or two from the momentum in her pull.
"That just proves my point! Lionesses are weak!" Nuka laughed mockingly.
"What the hell, Nuka?!" Vitani snapped while standing back up and glaring daggers at her brother.
"How dare you talk to me like that? I'm your big brother—and I should be the next ruler of the Pridelands," Nuka growled menacingly down at the female cub.
"You know good and well that Kiara's the one who's going to rule; Mother said so."
"You think I care about a worthless cub like her? She didn't even KNOW Scar! I did! I deserve to be ruler more than her, more than anyone, for that matter!"
"Nuka!" The said lion jumped and shrieked when he heard his mother call his name, and there she was, standing right behind him with a death glare. "How dare you disrespect the rightful heir of King Scar?!"
"W-wha…no, no, no! I-I wasn't disrespecting her at all! I just…thought it'd make more sense for a MALE to rule—a male like me?" Nuka suggested sheepishly, but his mother could see as plain as day that he was lying.
"Don't be ridiculous, Nuka!" Zira snapped while growling in her son's face, "only the spawn of Scar himself can rule us now—and that spawn is Kiara. So, we must train HER to follow in his paw prints."
"Oh, uh, sure! I can do that!" Nuka agreed hysterically with rapid nodding.
A young adult female chacma baboon lived as hermit out in the mountains of Africa, specifically a cave with a grotto deep inside, lush with a giant baobab tree of her own.
She was different from the troop in which she was born, not just because she lived as a rogue, but she wore a circular obsidian earring punched through her left ear, and she further expanded her love of obsidian by always carrying around an obsidian staff just as tall as her; in fact, she never left her cave without it.
When she wasn't out hunting for food, or dispersing some wise words upon the local or migrating animals, she would coop herself up in her cave-hidden baobab tree, drawing colorful images from dreams she saw, or predicting luck or bad omens with seeds in the back half of an old turtle shell.
"I tell ya, Busara, this last few weeks have been quiet interestin'," the baboon started talking to herself, her voice had a slight southern twang, while drawing the image of a lion cub on one a blank cave wall, "Simba had overthrown that arrogant King Scar, and now he's got an heir of his own—Princess Kiara."
With that, Busara finished her painting of little Kiara, and she chuckled with a smirk.
"Wonder what'll come from a reign of a female ruler! It's gotta be the first I've ever heard, but I'm intrigued," Busara pointed out, but then she leaned down and grabbed an empty coconut shell filled with mud, "but somethin' else has really caught my eye too—this strange dream I keep having of Kiara with this lioness from the Outlands…Zora, I think? Oh, I don't know."
Busara stuck out her tongue in concentration while painting an image of none other than Zira, and she was facing the painting of Kiara, as there was very little space between their muzzles.
"Every dream that I've ever had always meant somethin', and I've never been wrong before," Busara mumbled to herself while observing the two painted lionesses, "and whether this dream predicts a good or bad ending, it always ends the same way—they end up rulin' over the Pridelands together."
Sorry for the shorter chapter.
Just a few facts about Busara: her name means "wise" in Swahili, she talks to herself(mostly in third person)because she's gone crazy from living alone for a long time, and she's basically replacing Rafiki in this story because I highly doubt he'll be in this story too. Sorry I'm kicking out so many characters:P
Also, the part between Zira and Nuka at the beginning was inspired off of a deleted scene in TLK 2! Yay, deleted scenes!
Until the next chapter, I'm TRikiD, bye-bye!