Thank you all for the reviews. I admit, last chapter was really sad. By the way I have a new story up called Trials of the Heart, hope you can check it out. I have to say that I am sorry for this chapter. Now here's chapter five, hope you enjoy.
"Hey Faraji! Come n' play!" Alana asked cheerfully as she apporched the cave under priderock.
Its been over eight weeks since the death of Almasi. Since then Faraji has fell into a deep depression. He became shadow and stressed that his eyes have even dulled, as his eyes were rich and full of life. Now his eyes are infertile and dead.
"No." was the prince's answer with no emotion.
Kion and Fuli watched from the shadow at the hurt looked from the dull cream cub. Alana ran away from the cave with tears in her eyes. Faraji stalked around in the cave and stayed there.
Kion narrowed his eyes as he growled, "What have they done?!"
Jaha watched Kion and Fuli embrace, comforting one another. The creamy brown cub looked towards where Alana ran off before looking towards the cave under priderock. With a deep breath she headed to the cave, when she reached the entrance her ears twichted when Faraji growled.
"I don't want to be bothered!"
Jaha sighed before entering and sat by the unique cub. "Well I'm not just going to let you be alone. You're griefing, it's understandable but you don't have to do it alone."
Faraji looked at Jaha with narrowed light brown eyes. "Why do you care! You never liked Almasi anyway!"
Jaha gasped before growling. "That's not true! Almasi was my best friend! She helped me when I thought I was alone...and I care-" Jaha shook her head before glaring at the prince. "Instead of drowning yourself in sorrow, be glad that the circle of life is continuing."
Faraji watched Jaha run out of the cave. He lowered his head as he thought on what she said.
In the plains
Tiffu sobbed, it was a on and off thing. Something she can't help considering that she had lost her cub a few months ago and the father, who is Zuberi left her for one the new and younger lionesses that came with Marcy and Jaina. Jezablle, the home wrecking whore. She should of seen it coming, she actually should of paid attention to the signs. She probably did, the reason why she miscarried. The sound of the rustling caused the creamy lioness to exit her thoughts. She moved her green eyes towards the source to see Kion walking up the hill she sat on.
Tiffu inhaled and exhaled before smiling lightly. "Hey."
The golden yellow lion reached the hill top before turning and sat next to the creamy lioness. "Sorry if I scared you."
Tiffu waved her paw before looking at the stars. "What are you doing out here?"
Kion chuckled, "I could ask you the same thing." he then turned to look at the stars as well. "Besides, your mother asked me to look for you while I was on the last patrol." Kion lowered his head and slumped his shoulders. "Besides, it's a...hard to get by what happened."
Tiffu frowned before nuzzling her friend. "It's okay. It wasn't your fault." she pulled away from Kion and looked up with tears falling down her face. "I'm the one at fault."
Kion tilted his head as he looked at Tiffu with confusion. "What are you talking about?"
Tiffu sobbed as her body rocked. "Zuberi left me for Marcy's sister. I believe that she's expecting and it's my fault. I knew it was coming but maybe it wouldn't of happened if I didn't have a miscarriage."
Kion frowned before pulling Tiffu in his arms. "It's not your fault, the circle of life had control of that. Maybe the great kings and queens knew what type of lion Zuberi is and saved you and the cub." Kion took a deep breath before nuzzling the creamy lioness. "It may not the same but Kiara was like this when my dad died, but there wasn't anything she could do. As for Zuberi and Almasi...I know there wasn't anything I could do. But Zuberi...he's a jerk that didn't deserve you from the start."
Tiffu looked away, she didn't know what was going to happen. A comfortable, nuzzle full of comfort made her sigh and lean into the touch. Kion closed his eyes and forgot about the sorrow and grief. He just focused on the comfort he longed for.
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It was early in the morning, birds were singing and Fuli had a smile on her face. She had a handsome mate and together they have a growing, healthy beautiful son. Who one day will take her place as the fastest on the guard. But the cheetah's wonderful morning was cut short when her ears perked at the sound of series of terrifying laughs filled the air and Fuli felt a pit form in her stomach. The tall grass parted and large forms came crawling out, grins wide and teeth bared. Fuli stood ready for a fight, hackles raised and claws digging into the soil. Her long tail fluffed up in panic as it swept behind her, she saw there were at least six lionesses.
Suddenly one of the shapes looked familiar, a ghost from the past as she strode through the group of snarling lionesses to stand before the cheetah female. Her grin was wide and toothy. Tail raised in dominance, she wickedly laughed, which the rest of the lionesses copied as they circled Fuli.
"Vitani," Fuli hissed, "What are you doing back here?"
"Ah, so glad you remember me Fuli," the young light tanned lioness replied smoothly,"Just happened to be around the neighborhood..."
"Kion and Brandt chased you and your ally off," the cheetah continued, spitting at the former princess furiously.
"Don't mean we are not going to come back, spots," Vitani chortled, gesturing with her head towards her group of lionesses to circle in closer to the cornered Fuli. "So, how have you been? Mate? Son..?"
Fuli lowered her head threateningly as a dusty brown lioness drew too close for comfort before growling at Vitani. "You stay away from him," she growled, flexing her claws.
"Can't say we can, speedy," Vitani said, her humorous expression quickly falling into one of scorn. "My ally and I got a bone to pick with Kion, and it includes you."
Fuli knew it was now or never if she was to escape, there was still a tiny bit of hope... Locking her eyes on Vitani, she did as she always did, went with her hunch and prayed for the best. Everything escalated so quickly, with a shout from Fuli, she'd sprang at the Vitani, sharply impaling her claws into her neck before attempting to barrel herself into the bodies of nearby lionesses as Vitani was startled. The plan back fired as the lionesses lunged at the cheetah, biting furiously and all the while Fuli fought with a might that she didn't know was possible of her. She threw down lioness after lioness to the best of her ability, determined to save herself.
She was smaller and more slight than Vitani and her lionesses, physical confrontations of this kind were not what she was bred for. Still she made it her job to deal blow after blow, even if the lionesses drew more blood than she could land hits. But she couldn't let it end like this, for Kion and Faraji. Time practically slowed down as Fuli with all the strength she could muster shoved her attackers away, zipping and bounding to get away. As Vitani lunged to deal the finishing blow, Fuli intercepted her at the side. Landing harshly on her shoulder, she felt Vitani's teeth clamp around her throat. She was pinned to the ground and Vitani ripped out a good portion of skin after rattling her about as if she were prey. Dazed and bleeding profusely from the windpipe, she just saw Vitani smile a bloody grin. Fuli only had enough energy to try shield herself.
"Hold her down," Vitani ordered, one of the lionesses stepped over to pin Fuli from the back. one paw forcing her head down, her arm was shaped into an awkward and uncomfortable position.
Vitani snarled at Fuli. "If I can't hurt Kion directly, I'll hurt him where it'll really sting. His mate."
This was it, she was going to die. Faraji! Great Kings I'm so sorry... Kion, I'm so sorry!
"Any last words spots?" Vitani cooed.
Fuli cast a forlorn glance at the small figure of priderock some distance away for just a moment before biting out painfully at the light tanned lioness. "Go to Hell Vitani!" She lashed one unrestrained paw at her face, making sure she would leave a nice scar to remember her by.
The sounds of death filled the air as Fuli roars carried across the Pridelands, scarring nearby perched birds into flight before it went quiet.