I don't own the Lion King

The next day, as the lovely sun rose into the horizon, the king stepped out into the open with his queen.

Uru noticed that something was amiss in Ahadi's facial features. He wasn't as happy and relaxed as he usually was in the mornings. He looked almost tired. "Is something wrong dear?" she asked him as she gave him a nuzzle with her nose.

Ahadi let out a sigh. "It's Taka."

Uru continued to gaze at him. Her green eyes piercing through his. "What happened?"

"I did something I shouldn't have done. I was angry with him. He did not come home before the sun set," Ahadi explained the situation to her, "I struck him," he said it with shame.

Uru slowly nodded her head. "He does feel left out," she said as she looked at the sunrise, "it was possibly a way for him to get your attention."

Ahadi gave her a puzzled look. "I do talk to him of course."

Uru gave him a friendly smile. "Yes but you talk too strict with him than you do with Amar and Mufasa. I asked him yesterday why he did not go with you and the boys. He said that he didn't want to ruin your bonding with his brothers."

Ahadi thought about that non-fictional story that Uru narrated. Really? he thought. Have I been that harsh to my youngest son? he bowed his head and looked at his large paws.

"You must not worry," Uru said as she put a comforting paw on his, "he'll come together."

Two voices were heard behind them as the king and queen turned their heads and looked at their two sons.

"Stop it!" Mufasa snapped at Amar as he pushed his paw away from his head.

"You are such a grouch in the morning Mufasa," Amar laughed as he continued to touch his brother's mane.

"How can I not be when you woke me up with your singing?"

"Hey," Amar casually said as he proudly turned his head, "I have a pretty good voice dear brother."

Mufasa gave him a look and then shook his head. He walked over to their parents and gave both of them a nuzzle as a sign of good morning. Amar was too busy playing with a butterfly that was flying by.

The butterfly flew away from Amar's paws as he reached it and tried to grab it. "Oh man," he said as he looked at his toy flying away, "this is the tenth one."

Uru walked up to him and nuzzled him. "Well good morning to you too mister."

"So dad," Amar said as he finished nuzzling his mother, "what are we going to do today? Hunt? Play? Anything?" he green eyes twinkled into the bright sunlight.

Ahadi gave him a smile. "I was thinking of spending the day with Taka, since we have not been with each other for a while."

"Actually," Amar spoke up, "Taka left."

Uru looked at him. Worry covered her face. "Where is he?"

Amar shrugged. "I don't know. He left yesterday and did not bother coming back."

"Oh dear," Uru said as she tried to calm herself, "he could be hurt or worse."

Ahadi put his paw on hers.

Amar sprang up on his paws. "I'll find him," he ran over to the cliff and looked out into the distance. "My brother , my duty to find him. That's what what a king should do right?"

"A king would go and find his brother rather than talking about it," Mufasa suddenly spoke up.

"Right," Amar said as he leaped off the cliff and went to search for Scar.

"Wait," Mufasa yelled as he ran after him, "I'll come and help you."

Scar stretched himself as he let out a yawn. He had been sleeping behind a rock all night. He found it much more better that way rather than sleeping in a cave full of lions and lionesses. He walked over to a pond and began to take a small drink of water.

"Taka!" someone screamed behind him.

Scar's paws jumped in the air as his face hit the water. Scar growled as he slowly turned his wet face and looked at Amar who was standing right next to him. "Stop doing that!" he roared. He suddenly gave him a glare, "and don't call me Taka ever again."

Amar crouched down at Scar's yell. "That's your name," he reminded him as if he was his father.

Scar turned his back at Amar and began to walk away. Amar followed and leaped in front of him. "Father is looking for you."

"Whatever for?" Scar asked, "to scold and strike me again?"

Amar shook his head, "no. He only wants to spend the day with you, that's all."

Suddenly Mufasa ran up to them, panting for breath. "I told you to slow down for me."

"It's not my fault that you're a slowpoke," Amar said as he got into a playful attack mode.

"Don't," Mufasa yelled as he held his paws up at Amar, "its still too early in the morning."

"I'm surrounded by idiots," Scar mumbled as he turned and walked away. He tip-toed as quietly as possible so that neither brother would notice. Once he was out of their sight, he ran off deeper into the grass and disappeared into the distance.

"Grr, grr," Amar growled as he leaped from side-to-side in front of Mufasa. Seeing that he was not bothering to play, he stopped. "You know, you are not as playful as you were when you were a cub."

"And you have not changed," Mufasa reminded him.

Amar looked down and his paws. His head shot up as he heard a rustling inside the grass blades. He cautiously walked over to the grass. "Come on, it could be a prey." He licked his lips just at the thought of it. As he got inside the grass, he saw a tail disappearing into the distance. "I found one," he whispered to Mufasa.

The rustling stopped. Once it did, Amar let out a growl and jumped to catch it.

"Ahh!" a scream was heard as Amar pinned his prey to the ground. However, it was not a prey but a cream-colored lioness with blue eyes. She had a surprised look on her face as if Amar was going to attack her.

"Whoa!" Amar said as he crawled off of her.

Mufasa appeared from the grass and looked at what was going on. He looked at the startled lioness. "What happened?"

The lioness took a step back as she looked at the other lion.

"Sarafina!" her name was heard into the distance as the young lioness shot up her head and looked into the distance.

"Sarafina?" Amar echoed her name as she looked at him, "that's such a pretty name," he whispered to Mufasa.

Suddenly another lioness with a much darker fur, slightly older than Sarafina jumped up from the grass and landed next to Sarafina. She looked at the two lions through her red eyes and jumped in front of Sarafina to protect her.

"Oh no," Amar said as he shook his head at her, "we mean no harm."

The red-eyed lioness believed him but she kept her distance closer to Sarafina just to be safe. "Who are you?" she asked them.

"I'm Amar," Amar introduced himself as formally as possible, "the future king of the Pride Lands."

The two lionesses gasped as they immediately bowed their heads to him. Sarafina raised her blue eyes to look at the future king once more.

"And I'm Mufasa," Mufasa introduced himself.

"I'm Sarabi," the red-eyed lioness introduced herself, "this is Sarafina," she said as she nudged her eyed to the blue-eyed lioness.

"Pleasure to meet you too," Amar said, "are you two sisters?"

"Oh no," Sarabi answered as she slowly shook her head, "we are only best friends."

"Although," Sarafina shyly spoke up as she looked at the two lions, "my parents died and I became part of her pride."

"How did they die?" Amar asked her.

Sarafina turned her blue gaze at him. "My mother drowned and my father was killed by a pack of hyenas."

Mufasa gasped as he put a paw on his mouth. "I am so sorry for your loss."

"Those no good murderers," Amar said as he turned his head away in disgust. Sarafina and Sarabi turned their heads and looked at him, "that's why when I'm king, those evil little no-good rotten dogs will be banished from the Pride Lands."

Sarafina turned her eyes to him. A small smile curled up her lips. "You do seem to know what you are doing," she told him.

"I will be the best king the Pride Lands ever had," Amar announced as he sat down and the fur on his chest puffed up. "When I am king the Pride Lands would be perfect because I am perfect."

Sarabi and Sarafina raised their eyebrows at him. Sarafina turned her head and looked at Sarabi. "He seems so full of it," she thought as she moved away from Amar.

To be a good king didn't mean that he had to be perfect. He had to make mistakes and learn from that. That's was a good king. Sarabi turned her head and looked at Mufasa who was staying quiet. She walked up and sat in front of him. "Are you his brother?" she asked.

Mufasa turned his head and looked at her. "Yes," he answered, "I am the middle lion."

"You have another brother?" Sarafina asked as she walked up to him.

"Yes. Taka," Mufasa described him, "the youngest of course. Quiet but yet, troublesome."

"What an interesting pride," Sarabi commented, "I only have one sister in my pride."

"That's a lot better than having three brothers," Mufasa said, "a lot of things can happen. Jealousy can be the big factor, although I don't see it happening in my family."

"That's good," Sarabi said, "nothing like that should come between a family."

Mufasa kindly smiled at her. She seemed like a very thoughtful friend to have around. She was considerate and was not full of herself like Amar sometimes was. He looked over at Amar who was pawing at the ground as if it was something fun to do.

Amar looked up and joined in the group. He sat down next to Sarafina. Sarafina noticed this and she slightly moved away from him. Sarafina did not find him as a bad lion but he did not make such a good impression to them. He showed himself as a snobby lion rather than caring. That was one characteristic that Sarafina liked in a lion.

"Well then," Sarabi said as she got up on her paws, "we must be going back to the Pride."

"Okay," Sarafina said as she also got up. She looked at Mufasa and Amar, "it was nice to have met you."

"Pleasure," Amar said as he bowed his head to her, "we should meet again some time."

"We shall," Sarafina said.

Sarabi gave Mufasa and Amar a friendly smile and then disappeared into the distance with Sarafina.

When the two lionesses left, Amar turned his head and looked at Mufasa. "Ooh yeah!" he yelled as he threw his paws in the air.

"What are you so excited about?" Mufasa asked him.

"Lionesses!" Amar said, "father said that I should have a mate when I am king so I can have an heir to the throne."

"Well then you should keep trying," Mufasa said as he got up from the ground and walked away.

Amar looked after him then ran up and jumped in front of him. "What do you mean? That blue-eyed lioness was the perfect one for me."

"Sure, she couldn't keep her eyes off of you," he added with sarcasm.

"Oh neither could her friend."

"Let me put it this way dear brother," Mufasa said, "she was no impressed."

Amar made a face at him. "Of course she was. She talked to me." Mufasa made no comment at his statement. The two brothers headed back home.