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A month later, Simba, Nala, Kula and Chumvi came back late at night. They had gone to the Jungle and had lost track of time. All four young lions ran back to Priderock panting, in fear of what their parents would say. Their parents, along with Scar, who had fake concern on his face, were waiting for them at the base of Priderock.
"Kula, where have you been?" Kula's father, Rojo demanded.
"Father, I'm so sorry, but I lost track of time" Kula said, her voice shaking.
"That still doesn't answer our question, Kula" Sarina snarled at her daughter.
"Simba, do you realize how worried we've been?" Mufasa asked, turning to Simba. "I was about to get Zazu to organize a search party."
"Mother, Father, please listen to me. I lost track of time". Simba said making the same mistake as Kula, by not saying where they were. If they told their parents they were in the jungle, they would get in more trouble for crossing a deserted part of the Pridelands, and going so far, during the late hours.
"Nala" Runju growled, 'Tell me where you were!". His emerald green eyes, bore into his daughter's frightened blue ones.
"We were by the border, Daddy. Talking and.." Nala's voice cracked.
"Then we lost track of time." Chumvi finished for Nala.
"And, what were you doing by the border?" Chumvi's father, Ishan asked.
"We were just talking, "Simba and Chumvi both said at the same time.
Mufasa looked at them, suspiciously. He didn't believe them. "Then, why couldn't you do your talking here?"
Neither of them were able to answer that question. Finally, Sarabi sighed. "It's nearly, dawn. We'll talk more in the morning."
Everyone nodded in agreement. Everyone except for Scar went back in the den. Scar knew this was the perfect time to unleash his plan. He turned around and went to inform his hyena friends.
When Scar reached the Elephant Graveyard, the hyenas along with his four lion allies were waiting for him. There was Manla, a lion who looked a lot like Simba. There was another lion named Haru, who had the same dark skin as Chumvi. And there was a lioness, name Gurile, who had rusty brown fur and blue eyes. There were also two more lionesses, one a lot like Gurile and another with sandy brown fur. He also had some allies within the Pride.
Scar's green eyes flashed with excitement, "It is time"
The next morning, Simba was the last one to wake up. He looked around to see his families den empty. He heard some commotion outside. He walked out to the entrance.
"Simba!" came a voice. Ajjali ran into her big brother.
"Ajjali, what's going on? What's all the noise about?" Simba asked, helping Ajjali up.
"I don't know!" Ajjali wailed. "I asked Mom, and she told me to go and wake you up."
"Let's go see." Simba said walking out of the den. He spotted his father in the crowd of lions.
"Daddy!" Ajjali called, turning toward Mufasa.
"Ajjali no! Leave him alone." Simba picked Ajjali up by the scruff, and carried her toward Sarabi and then looked around for Nala. He saw her beside Kula and Chumvi. "What's going on?" Simba asked approaching his friends.
"Three lions were murdered, and one was badly injured. Their bodies are being brought back to Priderock and then the King's going to find out who's guilty of this." Kula answered, her brown eyes wide.
Simba saw some males, including Moraan and Tojo carrying three bloody bodies back to Priderock. There was a lioness looking terrified, limping behind them. He saw some mother's ushering the young cubs back inside the dens.
The bodies were placed a distance away from the lions, who were now standing in an organized group.
Mufasa cleared his throat, "Zazu spotted these lions by the border of the Pridelands. This lioness claims that they were attacked by four lions. It was clear that lions from our pride was involved and they must be exiled at all costs. Gurile, please step forward and speak."
Gurile began in a shaky voice, "Last night, we were passing by the border. Four lions, two males and two females attacked us. They killed by companions and then ran away, saying something about being late. "
"Can you give us a description" Mufasa asked.
"The lioness, one had golden fur, with blue eyes I think. The other one was darker, with brown fur. One of the males had a red mane and amber eyes, and the other one had a dark brown mane, with brown fur. I heard them calling one of the males Simba. I think one of the lionesses name was Kula. I don't remember any other names."
Simba looked at the lioness in shock. It was clear that she was talking about them, him, Chumvi, Kula and Nala. It was a complete lie! They hadn't been at the border last night!
"Simba, Nala, Kula and Chumvi come forward" Mufasa ordered.
"Father none of this is true. We would never murder innocent lions." Simba said, trying to keep his voice steady.
"I'm not blaming you four yet." Mufasa said. " You four came running home last night. You said that you were at the border talking? Why couldn't you talk here?"
Chumvi cleared his voice. " We would never murder these lions."
"Then how come you were by the border last night. You must have been doing something more than talking." Scar asked, his voice cold as ice.
Nala looked around. Her parent's looked horrified as they looked at Nala. Her friends looked shocked, as if they could never believe she would do such as thing.
"Why couldn't you talk here." Mufasa asked.
"Wait," Gurile stepped forward. She looked directly at Nala. Nala backed up, and she felt Simba coming to her side, protectively. "I heard you saying something about being late, and what you were going to tell your parents."
"I never said that" Nala gasped.
"We weren't at the border last night. We were at the new Jungle. We just didn't tell you because we didn't want to get in trouble." Kula said, knowing if they told the truth, it would be easier.
"It was them," Scar snarled. "We have all the evidence Mufasa."
"I'm sorry, but it seems that you four are guilty of murder" Mufasa said, his voice pained.
"Then exile them," came a voice and was echoed by others.
Chaos broke out. Lions were arguing and nothing much was being done.
Sarabi looked at Mufasa, with Rojo, Sarafina, Sarina, Penda, Ishan and Runju beside them.
"Mufasa, do something. You can't let this happen to them!" Sarabi begged.
Mufasa nodded and roared, "ENOUGH!". Everyone fell silent, and he continued on. "Let's not forget that Simba is my son and will protect him just as I would protect Ajjali. And if I exile the others and keep Simba, it wouldn't be fair. They will be given another chance, and I expect the Pride to help them adjust back into their normal selves. Ajjali will now be my heir." He looked at the four young lions, who were looking at their parents in horror.
"You will stay in a cave all day, except when going to waterhole or hunting. Nala and Kula will be kicked out of the hunting party. We will come and bring you back into the den at night." Mufasa finished.
With several stares, the crowd separated, some going hunting or on patrol and others into the big den.
"Mom, Daddy, do you actually think we did this?" Nala cried, looking at her parents.
"Nala we have the evidence, and it hurts me to think that one of my children would be involved in something like this. "Runju said. There was anger, yet pain in his voice.
"Mother, Father we had nothing to do with this. You have to believe us." Simba said, glaring at his father.
"Like Runju says we have the evidence. You will stay in that cave until further notice. And you are not to go near your siblings either." Mufasa said. "Now, go."
Letting out a defeated sigh, Simba and his friends, turned around and headed into the cave.