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Awooooooooo! The Lone Wolf is back dear readers, as large and proud as ever. Well I have been reading some strange but rather good stories, PrinceSimba's story is coming along nicely I see and some of the others look quite promising, a different one I found was "Love like Snow" Well worth a look. And the advertisement campaign ends, back to the story update. And here it is chapter 2! Enjoy!

Against The Odds

Chapter 2: Falling On Common Ground

Simba followed Princess Nala rather awkwardly; he had never spoken to the girl before. And now he was heading towards the royal den by her side. Simba didn't know whether to be happy or not about this.

Nala glanced over her shoulder and smiled at Simba rather distantly. Simba returned the smile half heartedly. What Simba didn't know was the number of thoughts that raced through Nala's mind presently.

"Wow I have a friend! An actual friend! And it's the cool guy I saw earlier." Her mind squealed in delight whilst she tried to hide the excitement on her face.

Something stirred at the back of her mind and a more mature thought entered her mind, one that she didn't quite understand. She thought Simba looked cute. She pushed the thought to the back of her mind deciding to figure it out later. Right now she just wanted to play with her new friend.

Nala turned around when they had arrived higher up in Pride Rock where the royalty slept.

Simba glanced over the edge looking down a fair sized distance to the lower den were the entrance was. The height made his head spin and his legs feel wobbly.

"Don't stand so close to the edge silly" Nala spoke sweetly grinning.

Simba turned his terrified face to her; he found her head cocked to one side still grinning.

"You don't have to be scared" she said taking a step forward.

Simba wiped the look of fear from his face and hitched a charming smile onto it.

"Me scared? I'm never scared" Simba bragged. Nala squealed in delight.

"Aww cool your brave huh?" Simba nodded proudly happy that someone thought he was brave. Maybe she isn't as bad as she seemed at first Simba thought to himself.

Simba hitched a cheeky grin onto his face and cocked his head to the side slightly.

"Oh yeah I'm brave, I'm not scared of anything" Simba bragged causing Nala's eyes to widen.

"Wow! My mom always says I should get a brave lion to be my mate!" Nala's excitement changed to embarrassment as quickly as the excitement had come.

Simba looked at her incredulously.

"Oh I didn't mean I want you to be my mate or anything! That's just err gross!" Nala said quickly drawing horizontal lines along the ground in front of her.

Simba smiled at her and raised his eyebrows cockily.

"oooOOOooo so the high and mighty princess wants little Simba to be her boyfriend?" Simba asked flirtingly. Nala's mouth hung open in shock causing Simba to bray in laughter loudly.

"Hey I'm just kidding!" Nala visibly relaxed and smiled at her new friend.

"You know your kinda cool for a girl" Simba told her. Nala grinned from ear to ear at the compliment. She stared at him for a while longer remembering how she used to watch him from her den. She had a crush on the young golden cub for a long time now and even though they were the same age to a minute, they had never spoken until now.

Simba like all the boys had never known much about the mystery girl who lived in Pride Rock constantly. They fell sorry for her at times and other times they forgot her completely. Simba and his friends were not really interested in girls; they found it to be far more fun to play pranks on Zazu. Well now he was being punished for one of those pranks. Or was he?

Simba didn't really know whether to take this as a punishment or not. Sure he was not allowed outside but he had met someone to be friends with, moreover he had met a girl who thought he was amazing. He wondered what else he could tell her that she would believe.

Simba felt better about himself thinking about it. He didn't really consider himself a vain individual, but usually when it came to girls or to being cool, the other boys outdid him. Simba was to politely put it weird, not really cool, not overly popular and certainly not good with the girls based on the face that he didn't really try with them. No Simba was way more interested in having fun than he was with living life to any specific rules. Some would call rebellion; some would call it being rowdy. But he would class it as having fun. Nothing malicious nothing bad, just a refusal to grow up. But Nala she seemed so different to any of his friends, she was how could he put it?

She was…. Unique. Something about her made Simba take his "Punishment" in good faith and accept that it wasn't really a punishment so much as a reward.

Yes he liked her. She was cool and worthy enough to be his friend, besides she looked as though she could use a friend. And everyone should have a friend no matter what they had done or would do in the future.

Simba would be Nala's friend and he would show the boys that he was cool enough to hang out with girls and not make a fool of himself. He didn't care if he had to stay up all night proving it he would.

Awoooooooo! How are my dear readers? Well I'm just dandy, it's my birthday! I am officially 18 now, great now I can legally get hammered and bang out my fictions. But lets face it that's what I have been doing anyways ;)

Hope to read a bit more of silent memories and LadyNala's story they are both brilliant, but what else is new XD! All I can say for quality is if you like my stories, go to the source, they inspired me to start writing.

Anywhoodles, moving along swiftly swiftly one 2, until the next considerably longer update my dear readers have a happy new year! Awooooooooooo!