Kiara slowly arose from her crouched position. The intense pressure from the switch was receding in her head as she half-consciously gazed around. Back to the hot, golden, modern day savannah. The sky was streaked with pink, orange and blue as the sun slowly dipped down into the horizon. There was a fair amount of light as Kiara walked back in and followed her long, exaggerated shadow. Just days before she was walking with her youthful parents on this very path, except her father's footprints were much smaller. She felt awkward as she greeted her grandmother as if she was a stranger and snuggled in with her other grandmother at an unusual spot. Later she'd played with her parents to her hearts content, learned the secrets about the kingdom and felt the hostility towards her from her mother because of her lies. All of the events in the trip circled her head.

"Kiara! What have you been up to today?" Nala greeted her casually.

"Mom?" It took her a while to realize that she'd have to look up to Nala to talk to her. And hadn't her mother known she was gone for all that time?

"Are you okay sweetie?" Nala tilted her head to have a better look at her. Her blue eyes met her daughter's amber ones and looked into them closely. "Did something happen today?"
"Not today…" Kiara told her honestly. Really? Had she only been gone for an afternoon? This can't be possible! She was away for days!

"Kiara…is there something you want to tell me?" Her mother asked gently, motherly.

"Well…" Kiara was cautious this time, knowing the result of their last conversation.

"Nala, Kiara, time to eat!" Simba said as he bounded towards them. Kiara's eyes took in the surprise of her rather large father, with strong muscular legs, unlike the scrawny ones he had as a youngster and big full red mane. "What's wrong?" He asked when he looked at their solemn faces.

"Kiara's acting little strange," Nala told him.

"Are you sick?" Simba asked his daughter.

Kiara looked at them meekly. "I don't know,"

"You were going to tell me something, go on," Nala urged.

"Uh…" she stammered again. She felt a like she needed to be more secretive with her dad around. Fathers are much harder to tell things to than mothers, because it takes them a while to understand.

Sensing her hesitation, Nala stepped in. "Why don't we talk in the cave, we'll join you in a minute Simba."

"Are you sure? I mean I could…"

Nala shot him a warning glance. "No, it's alright. Come Kiara." Nala lead her into the cave.

"So tell me, Kiara, what's bothering you? Did you get hurt?" Nala asked in a worried, motherly tone.

"No, it's strange."

"I've seen hyenas' run a kingdom, nothing can be stranger than that."

"Well, okay. But promise you won't cry or get mad."
"Oh Kiara, I won't get mad."
"Mom. Promise?"

"Promise, go ahead."

"Well, okay." She sighed. "Rafiki transported me to back into time to see what it was like for you and dad and the other lionesses growing up. It was neat and fun and I've talked a lot with grandfather, but I began to miss you guys a lot. I told you that I was you're daughter and you got really scared and mad so I ran away and than granddad made me feel better and then I was back here again."

To Kiara's surprise, Nala chuckled. "That was a strange dream. I've told you not to snooze off in the sun, it fills you head with crazy ideas."

"But mom-" She said in disbelief. "It wasn't a dream."
"It seems to unbelievable to be a dream." Nala said. "Let's go join your father, hmm? I bet he's worrying about you." She teased.

"And I know why." Kiara said seriously. Well, her dream had taught her the reasons for her parents over protectiveness, she might as well use her knowledge.

Yeah, I'm no good at endings. But I'm improving I guess, since that last Lion King ending was only half a page long. Thanks for reading and for the reviews. Don't forget to keep reviewing and if you haven't already please help me out on my Harry Potter story. Even I know it isn't the best, and I need some advice for another one. Til' I write again, bye!